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lirik lagu erick sermon - street hop

[nas sample – repeat 2x]
this ain’t rapping, this is street hop
now get up off your -ss like your seat’s hot

[erick sermon]
yeah, redman uh, e. sermon, tre

[verse one: redman]
yeah, yo
i’m doc, brick city, know how i rock
i’m hip-hop, i live up in the rim shop
i blow out my tires then i buy some mo’
my car’s ying yang’n the way it sit low
a little anita, a little vandross
i got two guns to give you secondhand smoke
i’m no joke, this ain’t hanna barbera
it’s the bricks, mandela on anteras
in my rear mirror, a freak approach
knew she wasn’t first cl-ss cause her bag was coach
she was like, “redman! buy me boots.”
so i, bought her timbs, and a army
suit
n0body want it with doc, you smell me duke?
front page, smoking l’s in the daily news
y’all cats big time, but the tops are turned
when you in the same realm as, doc and serm’, yeah

[hook: repeat 2x]
this ain’t rapping, this is street hop
now get up off your -ss like your seat’s hot
and if the record is hot say one two, one two, one two

[verse 2: erick sermon]
yeah, yeah, yo, uhh
e-dub in the flesh, no replacement
i still bring trunk funk from the bas-m-nt (who are you?)
peeeimp mc, my style’s mackadocious
boy, ask her-on who the dopest
e – steppin to me, better-a think twice
i’m nice, the outcome be the p-ssion
of christ
you get ripped, you ain’t equipped to rock with the vandal
(yeah) i change your timberlands to sandals
thug mc’s, thinkin they hard
when they walk around the block with 6 bodyguards
yo, i’m a big dawg (grrr) you a pup (arf!)
it’s like comparing a car to a truck
what, you spend dough for airplay when you network
that ain’t fair, that ain’t the way the street work
this is street hop, nothing about pride
for you, i’mma keep them ambulances outside, you dig?

[hook]

[bridge: erick sermon]
all them rappers that can’t rhyme (can’t rhyme)
what you’re doing is a crime
saying that garbage all the time
{-chk-chk-boom-} word up, yeah

[verse 3: tre]
that’s how i’m livin, still a gangsta, still a pimpin mack
all around hustler, 9 to 5 flippin crack
tryin to stay up out of prison, steady spittin raps
not to mention spittin scr-ps, don’t mix your puddy-tat with that
(meow) dhark citi, put it on your map
don’t ride through without your pistol, put it on your lap
and i don’t look for beef but don’t think that i won’t attack
have you in a coffin momma like, “he don’t belong in that”
you shoulda thought of that before the fact
why a n-gga roll the dice, lose all they money, then they want it back?
but that’s a bunch of cr-p…
.. but for real joe, don’t gamble with your life, cause ain’t no coming back

[hook] – repeat to fade

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