Real Hip-Hop Das EFX
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[Chorus]
To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (Don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (Hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (Don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (Rip shit)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (Don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (Hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (Don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (Rip shit)
[Verse 1: Krazy Drayz]
Well on your mark and get set, can't forget to go
In case you didn't know the flow is Fat like Joe (Like Joe)
Yo, you niggedy-know that I'm back, man
You're wack man, I eat a rapper like I'm Pac Man
I briggedy-bring it, straight from the cellar
Fo' realla, packin' more hits than Lou Piniella
I swell a, nigga in his eye if he test me
You don't impress me, a-yo Books kick the rest, G
Uhh, one time for your mind...
[Verse 2: Skoob]
Ayo, what up? It's the crew bringing the ruckus, no doubt
We's the roughest dream team, Reign Supreme like a Cutlass
Getting ducats, the dough, you can't touch the flow
It's me, the nigga wit' G, the B double O K-S
So say yes and bust your caliber
When I pop shit and rock shit like Metallica
Stakes through the hearts of them snake fake niggas
Them all up in my face, jealous of my tape niggas
So honey shake your figures and show me whatcha got
(Blow the spot) Das EFX with the Real Hip-Hop
To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (Don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (Hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (Don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (Rip shit)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't stop (Don't stop)
Das EFX with the real hip-hop (Hip-hop)
To the hiddip the hop ya don't quit (Don't quit)
Das EFX and we came to rip shit (Rip shit)
[Verse 1: Krazy Drayz]
Well on your mark and get set, can't forget to go
In case you didn't know the flow is Fat like Joe (Like Joe)
Yo, you niggedy-know that I'm back, man
You're wack man, I eat a rapper like I'm Pac Man
I briggedy-bring it, straight from the cellar
Fo' realla, packin' more hits than Lou Piniella
I swell a, nigga in his eye if he test me
You don't impress me, a-yo Books kick the rest, G
Uhh, one time for your mind...
[Verse 2: Skoob]
Ayo, what up? It's the crew bringing the ruckus, no doubt
We's the roughest dream team, Reign Supreme like a Cutlass
Getting ducats, the dough, you can't touch the flow
It's me, the nigga wit' G, the B double O K-S
So say yes and bust your caliber
When I pop shit and rock shit like Metallica
Stakes through the hearts of them snake fake niggas
Them all up in my face, jealous of my tape niggas
So honey shake your figures and show me whatcha got
(Blow the spot) Das EFX with the Real Hip-Hop
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