Real Hip Hop Lyrics | Common - The Bitch in Yoo (1st Verse) @RealHipHopLyrics | Uploaded October 2024 | Updated October 2024, 17 hours ago.
TARGET: Ice Cube & Westside Connection
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
A bitch nigga with a attitude named Cube
Stepped to the Com' with a feud
Now, what the FUCK I look like dissin' a whole coast?
You ain't made shit dope since AmeriKKKa's Most
Wanted deceased from the Midwest to the East
On the dick of the East for your first release
Your lease is up at the crib, house niggas get evicted
In videos with white boys, talkin' you get Wicked
Natural Born Killa? Nigga, you natural born God
Read, rich! Got the nerve to say you rob
Hypocrite, I'm fillin' out your Death Certificate
Slangin' bean pies and St. Ide's in the same sentence
Shoulda repented on the 16th of October
Get some beats besides George Clinton to rock over
Rap career is over, better off actin'
What trouble I see in managin' WC and Wack 10?
You backed into a 4-Corner Hustla
Lyin' on your dick, said you was fuckin' her
Use higher learning, don't take my words outta 'text
Went from gangsta to Islam to the dick of Das EFX
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Artist/Group: Common
Album: Relativity Urban Assault
Released: 1996
Label: Relativity
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TARGET: Ice Cube & Westside Connection
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
A bitch nigga with a attitude named Cube
Stepped to the Com' with a feud
Now, what the FUCK I look like dissin' a whole coast?
You ain't made shit dope since AmeriKKKa's Most
Wanted deceased from the Midwest to the East
On the dick of the East for your first release
Your lease is up at the crib, house niggas get evicted
In videos with white boys, talkin' you get Wicked
Natural Born Killa? Nigga, you natural born God
Read, rich! Got the nerve to say you rob
Hypocrite, I'm fillin' out your Death Certificate
Slangin' bean pies and St. Ide's in the same sentence
Shoulda repented on the 16th of October
Get some beats besides George Clinton to rock over
Rap career is over, better off actin'
What trouble I see in managin' WC and Wack 10?
You backed into a 4-Corner Hustla
Lyin' on your dick, said you was fuckin' her
Use higher learning, don't take my words outta 'text
Went from gangsta to Islam to the dick of Das EFX
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Artist/Group: Common
Album: Relativity Urban Assault
Released: 1996
Label: Relativity
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![The Notorious B.I.G. - Flava in Ya Ear (Remix) [1st verse from FLAVA IN YA EAR by Craig Mack]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Ym80btN79gA/hqdefault.jpg "The Notorious B.I.G. - Flava in Ya Ear (Remix) [1st verse from FLAVA IN YA EAR by Craig Mack]
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Ugh! Ugh!
Niggas is mad I get more butt than ashtrays (Yeah)
Fuck a fair one, I get mine the fast way
Ski mask way, nigga, ransom notes (Ugh)
Far from handsome, but damn, a nigga tote (What you tote?)
More guns than roses, foes is shaking in their boots
Invisible bully, like The Gooch
Disappear, vamoose, youre wack to me (Ugh)
Take them rhymes back to the factory
I see, the gimmicks, the wack lyrics
The shit is depressing, pathetic, please forget it (Ugh)
Youre mad cause my style youre admiring
Dont be mad, UPS is hiring (Woo!)
You shouldve been a cop, fuck hip-hop
With that freestyle, youre bound to get shot (Ugh)
Not from Houston but I Rap-A-Lot (Uh-huh)
Pack the gat a lot (Uh-huh), the flavs bout to drop, ugh
Artist/Group: The Notorious B.I.G.
Album: Bad Boy Greatest Hits Volume 1
Released: 1998
Label: Bad Boy
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![Jadakiss - Checkmate (50 Cent Diss) [1st Verse]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/_0qDdy3aqjk/hqdefault.jpg "Jadakiss - Checkmate (50 Cent Diss) [1st Verse]
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
We gon handle this like grown men, you wont win
You dont even feel comfortable in your own skin
I rap my ass off, Im fightin the champ with the glass jaw
At the Garden or Nassau (Uh-huh)
See me, couple hood niggas behind stars
I heard you put a couple good niggas behind bars (Preme!)
I might never sell that much
But you can bet your last two quarters Ill never tell that much
Picture Kiss not come out swingin
Its like goin see 50 at a show
And he dont come out singin (Cmon!)
Yeah, you got a felony, but you aint a predicate (Nuh-uh)
Never the King of New York, you live in Connecticut (Haha)
You dont be in the hood, you be in the woods
Fuckin with me, its where you really gon be for good (Ugh)
I hold the 4-5 myself (Ch-chk)
And hop out the Range on 1-4-5 myself (What up!)
This is a true fact
Since when has it become cool to get shot and not shoot back? (Never)
Trackmasters shelved you (Ugh), Bravehearts helped you (Ugh)
Then everybody felt you (Uh-huh), now I gotta melt you (Yeah)
And dont try to pull rank on Kiss
‘Cause the niggas Ima send to do it aint gon miss
Be laid up stiff, I spit straight up piff
I did real songs with Big, no made-up shits (Ah!)
Artist/Group: Jadakiss
Album: N/A
Released: 2005
Label: N/A
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![El-P - The Last Huzzah (Remix) [5th Verse from THE LAST HUZZAH (REMIX) by Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/aNh-W5Xbh40/hqdefault.jpg "El-P - The Last Huzzah (Remix) [5th Verse from THE LAST HUZZAH (REMIX) by Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire]
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Straight shots of Sterno, wick stuck in the bottle empty
(Three) Blocks to the target; we lit it and lobbed it hard at Sentry
(Four) Pigs of the oinking variety guard the market entry
(Five) Minutes of flames and then aim the whistle my father lent me
(Six oclock) We meet up and divvy the shells among the younguns
Seven continents in the shit and smoke like its fucking London
Before they ate up the funds, our harmony love was bumping
Now, the government issue nines are pointed where your blood is pumping
Tend to mop up these muttering zombie talking pieces
Elll vent on you harder than Fukushima breezes
In the end, when a dozen or so adjourn to reason
Youll find the verdict return corrupted in murderous seasons
With inverted 31s and other unlucky omens
Thats why I chug 7&7s til Im fucking homeless
And every time you think my fifteen minutes of fame are up
Ill spit another sixteen to prove to the world I fucking own it (Yeah)
Artist/Group: El-P
Album: Lost in Translation (mixtape) by Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire
Released: 2011
Label: Mishka NYC
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