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hip hop raised me - ca$his lyrics

[verse 1]
coming up raised by n.w.a
who took me outta compton where i learned to bang (i learned to bang!)
got into my first childhood beef in the jungle
and then tim dog looked my folks in the eyes and said “f*ck ’em”
woah, i never heard this befo’
now my summertime spent on the east coast
dude gold’s in my mouth, there i learned new slang
started pumping crack heavy, i’m around wu*tang
then i said f*ck school, i was crazy hard
when ‘9*2 came around i was raised by nas
drinking e & j straight, n*ggas was wildin’
wit a queen’s state of mind, [?] ryker’s island
when wintertime came i’m in l.a. streets
and my family got involved in a bullsh*t beef
didn’t know what to think, half of my time with cube
the other half ren, dre and e
got my jheri curl, [?], drunk on e
malt liquor, no n*gga gon’ f*ck with me
when cube went to new york i was on some sh*t
ay when g told me how to pimp a b*tch
too $hort took a n*gga out to the bay
and trained me how to do sh*t the oakland way
i was breaking these hoes with e*40 y’all
i had a mirror in my pocket and i practiced looking hard (n*gga)
(chorus x2)
before you try and blame me
take a look at how hip hop raised me
if you think that i’m crazy
take a look at how hip hop raised me

[verse 2]
in ‘9*3 i was raised by snoop
smoking chronic and my new favorite colour is blue
i went to stay with quik, he was raising me too
getting sweet black p*ssy in the back of the coupe
that’s when i met ‘pac, he was hard as f*ck
everywhere we went we had our fingers up
drinking hennessy, throwing up, me and kurupt
‘pac and daz asking b*tches “is it cool to f*ck?”
after that i stayed on the west coast streets
all through the east coast and west coast beef
then i went down south with master p
he told me “keep my eyes on my enemies”
i went back to the chi’ when twista’s poppin’
called quik, he told me “it was just like compton”
po*pimpin’, smoking hay with the fl!ck
couldn’t break it to the left, i’m on some folk sh*t
still n*ggas real, they raise ’em the same
and plug me with the cliques like drama’s the name
yeahhh…
(chorus x2)
before you try and blame me
take a look at how hip hop raised me
if you think that i’m crazy
take a look at how hip hop raised me

[verse 3]
in ‘9*9, i went on my way
wildin’ out, walking through the streets with a k
i went back to n.y., start rolling with jay
bounced back to cali’ when em signed with dre
we was poppin e’s, doing coke, v’s and drink
then em took me on a tour of the detroit street
then i heard nas and jay*z got beef
and i’m on both sides, both you raised me
for a minute dipset was the king of the street
we was all roc, jay, cam, blings, and bleek
when fifty came out i was back in queens
tryin’ to rob these rappers for they flashy things
when i saw him get shot it was wild to me
how could a n*gga get popped for the things he sing?
i was sunk in the sink ’cause my life in danger
the fif’ came back and said “y’all some w*nkstas”
eminem showed me how to use my anger
and make mockeries out of entertainers
so if you ask why i keep one in the chamber
i’m real and proud of how hip hop raised up
(chorus x2)
before you try and blame me
take a look at how hip hop raised me
if you think that i’m crazy
take a look at how hip hop raised me

- cahis lyrics

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