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We in the hood again(Hip Hop, Hip Hop) [x2] [Chorus] It goes good times, good friends we in the hood again Up rock, pop lock, ghetto mardi gras Hip Hop, don't stop, whatchu do to me Gold rush, cold crush in the community DJ's, MC's, graffiti artists Break dancers, black gangstas we be the hardest Towns make the hotties hot, we keep the shotty cocked Fool felt that what he knocked, we make the body rock [Verse 1] Now its the dark-skinned nigga with the slim build, and brim tilt Used to break dance, backspin and windmill Smoke la till I choke la under my hip hop roots, a culture Used to ran ourselves from here to the Bronx It's all your fault Ja B-boys, B-girls, up in the free world Givin props to the man who let the planet rock like Afika Bam Hip hop its a tactical plan, police try to shackle my hand Cuz they fear this, we raisin' [?] to bring back to the fam Dubs out the back of the van, so we dont get jammed in traffic We traffic the jam! [Chorus] Songtexte [Verse 2] Aiyyo, dub made hip hop, before we knew what hip hop was Word up!.....I'm hip hop cuz It's the way I walk, the way I talk It's the way I flex, the way I dress The way I lean to the side when I'm pimpin my ride Or your hat to the back as you bop to the vibe This is cool hurt, Grand Master Flash This a phenomenon they neva thought could last But look at us now Everybody and they mama wanna hook wit us now They all act like they ain't [?] now They gimme good money so I took it and smiled [Chorus] Hip Hop, we in the hood again Hip Hop, we in the hood again Hip Hop, we in the hood again Hip Hop, we in the hood again [Verse 3] Im for the battling booths and fat gold chains For the troop suits and crack cocaine Hip hop's the lifestyle that bore the rap game We like to act wild and talk with that slang It's that thang, its truly our own They come down hard cuz we dont rule it [?] But the life dumb hard, so it bleed thru the flo' Im only speakin my heart, like what you want me to do [Chorus] Hip Hop, we in the hood again [x8] Aus Songtexte Mania