Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hip Hop Baby (feat. Krayzie Bone), artist - Bizzy Bone. Album song The Best of Bone Brothers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.07.2015
Record label: Real Talk Entertainment
Song language: English
Hip Hop Baby (feat. Krayzie Bone) |
We love the reggae and jazz, the rock-n-roll can be cool |
Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues |
But I’m a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip flop baby |
We love the reggae and jazz, the rock-n-roll can be cool |
Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues |
But I’m a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip flop baby |
If it wasn’t for my music, tell me where would I be |
Where would I be, probably standin' on the hot block |
Sellin' crack rock, runnin' them streets, runnin' them streets |
I say my music is my best friend, my confidant I love the way we live |
As one together we the perfect bunch, me and my radio |
Doin' ninety on the freeway no other way to go |
And I like to feel the rhythm, the beat be bumpin' don’t it |
And I love to give it to y’all because I know you want it |
And if you feel like I feel you love the rhythm and blues |
Reggae and jazz, and rock-n-roll can be cool |
But I’m a hip-hop baby, it’s from the heart I never flip flop baby |
Gimme a drank and a song and I’ll be stress free kickin' it |
All night long |
It ain’t nothin' like hip-hop music careful how you use it |
And please don’t abuse it, when you do it |
Music can keep the party people dancing |
Put your mind in a trance and keep you happy |
Give it a chance come on |
Just flow with the music |
Get blowed off the music |
When I was thirteen |
Like Dr. King, I had a dream to be one of the greatest musicians |
In life so they remember when I die, I love, I love music |
It’s got me stayin' alive, and if you took my mic right now |
One thing you’ll never do is take my love away |
Cause I’m a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never flip-flop baby |
Tossin' and turnin' I’m burnin' with different melodies, words |
My niggas tellin' me sellin' it to the world, been rappin' |
Since the day I heard Rakim, and Dana Dane, Dougie Fresh |
Slick Rick, always been a singer mayn, late night foster home |
Workin' on perfection, my selection of the songs that I heard |
Was my direction, as for Tommy was my girlfriend rollin' the wrap |
Said I’m the baddest mammma-jammma half white and black |
Had my babies to Jodeci, six with Serena: little Bri Bone, Bria |
Miss Mo, and Shaniqua, little Trey-Trey, Destiny, and plus |
Aliya and the newest one is Shelby, I can’t wait 'til I see her |
They are the music in my physical form since they was born |
I be singin' with tears in my eyes as I perform for the whole world |
Until I die like Confuscious tell the world my name is Brian |
I’m in love with my music (what, uh, uh) |
Cause I’m a hip-hop baby, cause I’m a hip-hop baby |
Cause I’m a hip-hop baby, cause I’m a hip-hop. |
Now everybody got that jam that make you get up, wanna boogie |
To the beat now, and if it wasn’t for the jones and the strings |
And the lyrics that we sing what would life really mean now |
Would it be just as fun, would you kick it the same, could you |
Live with out it, could you still maintain, my thang is |
Crank up the volume, because it helps me escape from my problems |
'Til I solve 'em, and I’m a solve 'em, it’s all music, Bone Thug |
Music |