[Intro]
Now in tune with DJ Capcom
Pay attention, you pussies
What up, Jerm?
Haha, ayy
[Chorus]
Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Shit ain't gon' change, ain't nobody gon' listen
Y'all need to just stop bitchin' (Stop bitchin')
Uh
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Mac got your favorite sentence (Uh-huh)
These other bitches just table tennis (Aha)
Put some weed with some rice in this Cajun
That spicy Jamaican, I smite you for hatin'
Rap shit's nice, but I might need some Franklin's (Dollars)
I'll be that rap all them white people playin'
The game, well, it's changin'
These radio stations controllin' them dollars (Uh-huh)
And I'm the scholar (Yeah)
Hip-hop today ain't guap, then paid
Dr. Dre wouldn't get The Chronic played
And that's a shame (A shame)
Just some shit I gotta handle (Handle)
I give these bitches lil' somethin' they can dance to (Chyeah)
I ain't gon' be a show that gets cancelled
You ain't like what's on, change the motherfuckin' channel
My hip-hop peoples, I feel ya pain
But it ain't no reason to just sit and complain (Uh-huh)
On a track, sayin' "Fuck rap, all of it's wack"
'Cause cream muhfuckers said, "It's all for the cash" (Cash)
So for ya single, sing a lil' jingle
Then you can stack chips like Pringles (Haha)
It ain't hard, it's easy, it's magic
Dance, do a backflip, make some cool ad-libs (Yeah!)
Once you see that check that you like, say "Fuck it"
And go back to blessin' the mics
It's hip-hop forever, but it's stressin' to fight
And money makes it easier to rest here at night
Hatin' on Soulja Boy? It shouldn't happen
Look at him laughin' (Haha), he know he ain't that good at rappin'
You can hate but it ain't gon' solve shit (Solve shit)
Hip-hop's the culture, it's gon' evolve quick
There's some music I don't bump and bang
But it is what it is, let 'em do they thang
Now in tune with DJ Capcom
Pay attention, you pussies
What up, Jerm?
Haha, ayy
[Chorus]
Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Stop bitchin', stop bitchin', stop bitchin'
Shit ain't gon' change, ain't nobody gon' listen
Y'all need to just stop bitchin' (Stop bitchin')
Uh
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Mac got your favorite sentence (Uh-huh)
These other bitches just table tennis (Aha)
Put some weed with some rice in this Cajun
That spicy Jamaican, I smite you for hatin'
Rap shit's nice, but I might need some Franklin's (Dollars)
I'll be that rap all them white people playin'
The game, well, it's changin'
These radio stations controllin' them dollars (Uh-huh)
And I'm the scholar (Yeah)
Hip-hop today ain't guap, then paid
Dr. Dre wouldn't get The Chronic played
And that's a shame (A shame)
Just some shit I gotta handle (Handle)
I give these bitches lil' somethin' they can dance to (Chyeah)
I ain't gon' be a show that gets cancelled
You ain't like what's on, change the motherfuckin' channel
My hip-hop peoples, I feel ya pain
But it ain't no reason to just sit and complain (Uh-huh)
On a track, sayin' "Fuck rap, all of it's wack"
'Cause cream muhfuckers said, "It's all for the cash" (Cash)
So for ya single, sing a lil' jingle
Then you can stack chips like Pringles (Haha)
It ain't hard, it's easy, it's magic
Dance, do a backflip, make some cool ad-libs (Yeah!)
Once you see that check that you like, say "Fuck it"
And go back to blessin' the mics
It's hip-hop forever, but it's stressin' to fight
And money makes it easier to rest here at night
Hatin' on Soulja Boy? It shouldn't happen
Look at him laughin' (Haha), he know he ain't that good at rappin'
You can hate but it ain't gon' solve shit (Solve shit)
Hip-hop's the culture, it's gon' evolve quick
There's some music I don't bump and bang
But it is what it is, let 'em do they thang
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