Hip Hop lyrics

(Canibus)
Yo, yo
Aiyo Canibus, Nottz, hold up, stop!
Let me find out this album ain't the one to cop
Beats bang like sounds of shots inside the chamber
Real n*ggas throw your hands up
I played the bench for a while but I'm back to the leather
Give a f*ck how I played, I'ma score on the winners
Living with all the trimmings, blinging they cars to spinners
f*cking dogs to the college women

(Nottz)
With lingerie on, they hoes that gobble c*ck 'n they boppin'
n*ggas hot like dragon sh*t on a pop when that n*gga spit
Nottz and that boy Bis
Got sh*t locked like chasity belts that keep sh*t folded like drunks when they fell
n*gga, I pop fo', kill 'em account of myself
Aim to the right just a lil bit to when the heart is felt

(Canibus)
See when the heart is felt, your armour melts through n*gga
My three five seven bigger than a foot, n*gga
Desert Eagle claws rip right through, n*gga
Aiyo Nottz, show 'em what we came to do n*gga

(Nottz)
I always got something big enough to move a n*gga
The shotty look like a double barracuda, n*gga
(Hook)
Hip-Hop (What ya want)
Jump on it, we got it
Aiyo how many n*ggas in the crowd emcee
How many n*ggas in the crowd wanna be

Hip-Hop (What ya want)
Jump on it, we got it
Yo, the boldest act
Known for never holding back
Rocking off or not gold the track

(Canibus)
Yo, Canibus n*gga
You know the name n*gga
Credit still good, ain't no change n*gga
We speak the same language, I ain't gotta explain it
Talk to the stainless, I reply with a short statement (Blaw)
My reputation was predicted by the ancients
2000 B.C. they was saying the same sh*t
They tried to spar with 'im
He had black mamba in 'im
A Cristal bottle of venom
They was f*ckin' 'round wit' 'im, I tried to tell 'em
These rhymes is poisonous boy, you die tremblin'
A hundred n*ggas in the back joking, yelling, "Bust them"
"Go 'head Bis let the vampire fangs touch 'em"
My fan base sit and wait for the coming
They couldn't 'Follow the Leader' long enough so I drug 'em
Stuntin' in the wagon, Chrysler Hemi
These Rolls gold Remy's look bigger than twenties
The poor man's Bentley, come here let me talk to you Slimmy
I got Jam Master Canibus in me
And I'm nice with multies, slick with the simi's
When I'm not on mic I'm friendly, so what can you give me?
(Hook) x2
Hip-Hop (What ya want)
Jump on it, we got it
Aiyo how many n*ggas in the crowd emcee
How many n*ggas in the crowd wanna be

Hip-Hop (What ya want)
Jump on it, we got it
Yo, the boldest act
Known for never holding back
Rocking off or not gold the track