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g.p. connection (radio version) - pop da brown hornet lyrics

g.p. connection (radio version) lyrics
[intro: pop da brown h*rnet]
yo, yo, yo, yo
’96, g.p. connect like this
about to give it to ’em like this
keep it real from the gladiator school
rule that godd*mn hoe n*gga
peace to all my n*ggas
(inaudible)

[verse 1: pop da brown h*rnet]
mc’s around the plain and feast your ears on this
microphone pro with lyrics you can’t resist
wannabe mc’s your style’s oblivious
i got the style, your bid*itch wanna touch
she can reach and grab but she can’t hold on
’cause once i perform, i’m gone, word bond, n*gga
gotta create, brain cells, activate
every time i rhyme it seems like, i fascinate
people crowd around me quick, be like yo
”whеre in the world did you get that flow?”
from shaolin, nеw york with a sheisty hawk
robbin’ n*ggas, shootin’ n*ggas like it’s all a sport
the murderous lyrics i spit got ’em backpedallin’
on some sh*t, ultimate legit
various styles i use to elevate
now i’m hot, they’re cold, they’re forced to hibernate
[chorus: pop da brown h*rnet]
musical perfection, run for protection
i’m comin’ through with the g.p. connection
h*ll goin’, feet throwin’, i don’t give a f*ck
i should beat ya asses for not knowin’

[verse 2: dark skinned assassin]
shaolin knight, unholy night
n*ggas feel the fright when my words ignite the mic
in my head tight, equivalent to a vice grip
tongue slippery when i wet it, watch ya step, you might slip
into the trap, the rap format’s lethal
representin’ shaolin ’cause that’s my people
no equal, the one and only (d.s.a.), no sequel
met that ambush, you p*ssy ass n*ggas, i peeped you
the grab life tactics, on that sneak attack sh*t
from back in the days when you used to smoke that crack sh*t
prepare, as the god bombard
one of your bom*bom and flip your whole squad

[verse 3: pop da brown h*rnet]
make room for the master as i mesmerize
hip*hop retired, you should look the least bit surprised
when i do my thing, i keep ’em off balance
with my intelligence, i am able to influence
other mc’s do wanna sound like me
but i’m too versatile, how could you possibly
put a finger on the head ringer, i’m a heavyweight swinger
you’re nothin’ but a humdinger
i encourage you to bring a, fat lady singer
so she can hit a note after i rock ya boat
lyrically fit to slam a jam
if you need a mc k!lled, call me, i’m your man
i know they told ya, if they didn’t, i’ma tell you now
poppy da got the know how
shiggy shiggy shao, shao to the shiggity
quick to get diggity, on your whole infantry
bring ’em on, watch me lace ’em up like sneaks
down like freaks off shaolin beats
hah, they know they can’t f*ck with the da
invincible, like the almighty jah
[chorus: pop da brown h*rnet]
musical perfection, run for protection
i’m comin’ through with the g.p. connection
h*ll goin’, feet throwin’, i don’t give a f*ck
i should beat ya asses for not knowin’

[outro]
(inaudible)

- pop da brown hornet lyrics

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