Tom: A minor
Verse 1
Am
C
E
It's still
Am
C
E
C
E
Hip- hop, hip- hop, hip
Am
It's bigger than hip- hop
C
E
Hip- hop, hip- hop, hip- hop
Verse 2
Am
One thing 'bout music when
C
it's real they get scared
E
Got us slavin' for the welfare
Ain't no food, clothes,
or healthcare
I'm down for guerilla warfare
All my niggas put your guns in the air
Am
if you really don't care
Skunk in the air
C
E
Make a nigga wanna buck in the air
For my brother locked up in
the jump for a year
Am
Shit is real out here,
don't believe these videos
This fake ass industry gotta pay
C
E
to get a song on the radio
Really though,
DP's gon' let you know
It's just a game of pimps and hoes
Am
And it's all 'bout who you know
Not who we are, or how we grow
what I go through
E
What I been through, not just for no dough
Even though the rent due,
what I'm into ain't for no dough
Or just no fame, everything must change,
nothin' remains the same
C
Sick of the same ol' thang,
E
it's bigger than bling bling
Verse 3
If I, feel it I feel it, if I don't, I don't
If it ain't really real then
C
Rollin' with my soldiers,
live soldiers, ready to ride
y'all I'm ready to die
Uh, hip (what) hop (what), hip (what) hop
(what)
Hip (what) hop (what), hip
(what) hop
C'mon, c'mon, my soldiers,
Am
live soldiers, ready to ride
C
For this real hip- hop y'all
Verse 4
E
Hip- hop means sayin' what I want,
C
Hip- hop means teachin' the young
E
If you feelin' what I'm feelin' then
you hearin' what I'm sayin'
'Cause these fake fake records
What you sayin huh DP bringin' the funk
C
E
Let the bass- line rattle your trunk, uh
Am
Punk pig wit a badge wanna handcuff me
C
E
'cause my pants that's tend to sag
Am
Hip- hop means throw up your rag,
soldier flag
M- 1 mean freedom,
burn the cash
Revolutionary love 'til
C
Will they play it on the radio
E
Maybe not, maybe so we gon'
keep it pumpin' though
Am
Everybody know we headed
for the whoa, fo sho
Verse 5
C
Ay dogg, that label is that slave ship
E
Owners got them whips and rappers is slaves
If you really wanna eat you
gotta hear the same thing
Am
C
With the football, B- ball,
E
or if you slangin' that dope
Ain't never seen no hope,
Am
C
brainwash video shows be foolin' my folk
What the hell a brother gon' do
though, huh?
when the lights and the gas gonna get cut off
Drop them raps or cock them gats
Am
Ain't never had shit ever since
we came to this bitch
C
Why I gotta feel pain to get rich?
E
'Stead of stackin' chips, finna
pack them clips
Verse 6
E
If I, feel it I feel it, if I don't, I don't
If it ain't really real
then I probably won't
Am
Rollin' with my soldiers,
live soldiers, ready to ride
C
For this real hip- hop y'all
Ride to this if you miss 2Pac
Bounce to this if you love
Big Poppa
Am
My soldiers, live soldiers, ready to ride
For this real hip- hop y'all
E
Uh, hip (what) hop (what), hip
(what) hop (what)
Hip (what) hop (what), hip
(what)
Am
It's bigger than hip (what) hop
C
E
(what), hip (yeah) hop (what)
Hip (what) hop (what), hip
(what)
Am
It's bigger than hip (c'mon, c'mon,
C
E
what) hop (ride), hip (ride) hop (ride)
Hip (yeah) hop (yeah), hip
(yeah, c'mon)
Am
C
It's bigger than hip (what) hop (what), hip
(what, 1- 2, 1- 2) hop (ride)
E
Hip (ride, 1- 2, 1- 2) hop
(blah), hip (baow) hop (1- 2)
Verse 7
Am
C
If I, feel it I feel it, if I don't, I don't
E
If it ain't really real then
I probably won't
Rollin' with my soldiers,
Am
C
live soldiers, ready to ride
E
For this real hip- hop y'all
C
E
Ride to this if you miss 2Pac
Am
C
Bounce to this if you
Am
My soldiers, live soldiers, ready to ride
C
E
Am
C
For this real hip- hop y'all
E
Am
C
E
I'm ready to die, uh
Outro 1
They keep it crunk up
Am
C
E
Am
C
E
Am
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