Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Killed Hip Hop, artist - Lil B. Album song Red Flame, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: BasedWorld
Song language: English
I Killed Hip Hop |
| I killed hip-hop |
| I killed hip-hop |
| This what y’all wanted right? |
| Lil B |
| I walked around the corner |
| Hot smoke from the gun smoke |
| Always taking jobs but this job was unusual |
| I’m Lil B the Hitman |
| Based god my sixth man |
| Hollowed tips is the pen you know I don’t forget the pad |
| This dude named Hip-Hop |
| He old and his hips rock |
| He need to get off the block there’s new blood around town |
| A lot of people told me that |
| They tired of the same rules |
| Everybody scared to say something and they scared to move |
| Anonymous call-a-card my phone with a new job |
| Usually don’t take blocked calls but he beat the odds |
| I heard it in his voice that he really wanna get it done |
| Told him I don’t play games I don’t do this for fun |
| I need an advance of a couple million dollars |
| No 360 deals and no album options |
| Before I seal the deal on another rap slayer |
| I’m picking up my phone I’m finna call Cormega |
| I killed Hip-Hop |
| What up dun |
| Man fuck niggas for real |
| Small minds can’t see the big picture |
| Get money |
| Know what I’m sayin'? |
| Just had the conversation |
| I’m finna take the job now the record label see I ain’t the one to think he soft |
| So I got to pay the DJ cuz he got the info |
| I’ll pay BET just to open up the window |
| Whatever that I gotta I’m searching for Hip-Hop |
| Don’t fit the description maybe this an odd job |
| I’m feeling like in secrets I walk down the streets |
| New York Times Square nobody can see me |
| I search in the studios for old record contracts |
| Any new leads, major label contracts |
| Any old vinyls or any new records |
| Talk to engineers that stole Pro Tools sessions |
| I studied all the greats I learned from the East Coast |
| Went to the West Coast where we got the deep smoke |
| I bought a new gun and I’m finna make his hips rock |
| Don’t forget the day that Lil B killed Hip-Hop |
| I Killed Hip-Hop |
| Yo do what you doin' my nigga |
| Know what I’m sayin' |
| You came to New York, you killed Santos |
| You buzzin on the net right now |
| You got they attention, keep they attention |
| Know what I’m sayin' |
| Get you a good lawyer, get your publishing |
| If you can get your masters, get 'em |
| Hold on to that, know what I mean? |
| Fuck niggas man |
| It’s all about that paper |