Jadakiss - Real Hip Hop Lyrics

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Swizz Beatz the monsta

Real music let's go

The hood's hot

The hood's hot

The hood's hot

The hood's hot

Yo when I squirt the chrome the funeral home

Gon' double they money this year off my work alone

So cool with it yet and still I'm old school with it

Nobody gotta know who did it

Two-thirds of the L.O. where the X at?

Hoodie under the suit jacket double-breast that

I'm in the hood like scratch-offs get them packs off

Lame niggaz cuffin' them whack whores

Use of the pick goin' back door no more for the fake

Just stand there and I'ma dish it back off

Might lay it up might not

Niggaz don't be in the wrong place cause it's me in the right spot

I'm quite hot y'all niggaz is quite pop

The record don't sell then I still got light rocks

Like wearin' Timbs with Nike socks

And the lil' bit of money I did make I put it in light stocks

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Yeah how y'all doin' out there

How y'all doin' out there?

The hood's hot

The hood's hot

Yo if my flow too tight put the pressure on

Watch the juice come out like I'm squeezin' a Sprite

Make big deals get out on big bails

Shit your career about as short as Amil's

Shit on niggaz like I had two tails

With enough bars to open four jails

If you don't know nigga ask Madden

How I play with the hammer in Manhattan

Shank up niggaz leak enough blood

To fill a motherfuckin' H-2 tank up

Getcha bank up who you rank up

Get off his dick and get you a brick

We done seen every John Woo flick

So act like The Killer instead of some chick

Fuck a pimp cup get a plastic one

Put some 'gnac in that shit and go and get it done

How y'all doin' out there?

How y'all doin' out there?

The hood's hot

The hood's hot

Me and 'Kiss hot like lava we got sons in the game

And we don't need Maury to know who the father

If we don't know you your bars ain't big enough

You need a gimmick go run around the block with Puff

Get a Black Phone rent some of Jigga's stuff

I'm like T-Dub you wanna be dubbed

I was there when a lil' nigga re'd up

You ain't Willie you just act G'd up

I branched out so you can get the deez

In the glass seam bags you can pull the stamps out

Nigga the champ's out we don't rock loud colors

We pop loud guns nigga to stand out

You know what it is kid your man got the money in his crib

Then we gon' go in your man's house

Double R D-Block nigga the camp's out

Can't forget about Swizz he blowin' the amps out what?

How y'all doin' out there?

How y'all doin' out there?

The hood's hot

The hood's hot

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