I Do It 4 Hip Hop Jay Rock (Ft. Black Hippy)

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
Full time grinder, Watts City rhymer
The ghetto Moses tryna get my homies outta bondage
Need some time to think so I'm rolling up the ganja
Sneaking out my pores, know I'm blowing on the bombest
Bars looking nice, my rap smoke polish
A God on the mic, wack rappers pay homage
Leader of the new school
Everytime I bust a rhyme, incredible lines
When I talk, make em' press rewind
I do it for Hip-Hop, fuck what you heard
Do it for my nigga's who voices will never be heard
Listen, blessed with talent, voice of the young people
Went from a zero, now my city label me as a hero
90059, that's where the chopper sing
Sound so melodic, got problems, that's what the drama brings
Dog, I'm gutter as ever strivin' for finer things
1-0-5 Eastbound, swervin' in and out of lanes
This game filled with a lot of lames
On the real my nigga, this shit gotta change
From Cali to Queens, Top Dawg E.N.T
We the new regime

[Chorus: Ludacris]
I don't do it for the cars and the fancy drops
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
And I don't it for the chains and the flashing rocks
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop