This is a song about "Hip hop club"

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Real hip-hop will never gone!

Shit is on silent all day long

Yo ya boy spent his cash on hash and hip hop

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Flip it for profit, flowin hip hop bitch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

That they made a new genre for you called hop hip

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

It's not hip-hop, it's pop

I love the way you walk

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Break tradition, this is hip hop