Live and Die for Hip Hop Songtext
von Kris Kross

1212 unh, 1212 mic check 1212
1212 unh, 1212 mic check 1212

I devoted my whole life to rockin′
Mics gettin' crowds lifted
Put my pants on back words ′cause
I wanted to be different

I keeps 'em with a crease tom peeps burn to nucci
House full of hunnies sportin ' Gucci ′, cuttin′ coohie

I'm the man girlfriend, luxury I swim
Macadocious to the most brown sex and slim
State of uptrends known for making dividends
And millions of people jump, jump, jump, jump

Now who chose to be the next nigga to step get deleted by death
Undefeated ain′t no thang to put that body to rest
Chest filled with smoke yokin' niggas up by the collar

Follow me ′ cause my dollars makin'
More cents than common


Rockin′ you for your money and your dimonds
Endangerin' your species, more than a women
Like the Bee Gees
No remorse steady smokin' Plenty
Grass let it go

And let Da brat commence to be the baddest hoe

Well, baby roll me a mic and let me smoke it ′til i′m high
If you ever seen me rock then you know that I Live and die for the things I do slang I use
Breakin' down mics and destroyin′ crews

Well nigga roll me a mic and let me smoke it til I'm high

If you ever seen me rock than you
Know that I Live and die for the things I do slang I use break n′ down mics and destroyin' crews
Nothin′ but a C big party twelve until see I'm the daddy of the mack and at top of world

I chill, keep it real, my fella'work consists of that

A thuggish ass niggas sayin′way to keep ′em pissed
My life I wouldn't tread it, to me it′s nothin' better
Wakin′ up when I wanna sportin'
Jay - boggie leather

Autographs, bubble baths, five star hotels
Rollin ′wit' a click supa 'thick and everbody gettin′ well

Take off the saftey face me, gun powder chowder for real

The last nigga fogga to ever make it off the hill withsteel

Rhymes rock life cope to smoke
And I′m in effect with a teach that got a infra-red scope


Smackin' those actin′, though as Tinactin
Fall up in your hood increase your brain with the mack 10 stacked
N's seventeen ′s on the Benz and burn

Upon my thigh
In case these niggas won die

Well, baby roll me a mic and let me smoke it 'til I′m high

If you ever seen me rock than you known that I Live and die for the things I do slang I use
Breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews

Well nigga roll me a mic and let me smoke it til I′m high

If you ever seen me rock then you know that I Live and die for the things I do slang I use Breakin′ down mics and destroyin' crews

Ooh, someone tells me we got it goin ′ 'on I′m tellin y'all, it′s that So so Def
I want you to feel me, my whole thang is to get in your body

I run game like my name was John Gaddy
Hittin' hookshoots like Vlade and niggas around my way

Call me little Liberace

A lady lover like no other and I be lethal with my weapon

So they call me Danny Glover, now who keep it hot? We Do

See, so so def ain't nothin′ but a fool ass crew