Hip Hop Soldier Lyrics
| Song | Hip Hop Soldier |
| Artist | Sir Mix-A-Lot |
| Album | Swass |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Sir Mix-A-Lot | |
| I'm a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I'm a hip hop soldier | |
| All you wannabe gangstas, drivin' Volkswagens | |
| Chillin' at the high schools, broke but braggin' | |
| Under educated, your style is dated | |
| You talk behind my back and your rope's gold-plated | |
| But I'm back to take revenge, my beef will never end | |
| I'll tear your midsection, 'til your body start to bend | |
| Like a pistol, I'm a smokin' | |
| I'm crushin', not jokin' | |
| Whippin' sissies for a past time, and no I'm never chokin' | |
| I blow away suckers with the flicker of my index | |
| Not brass monkey, it's a natural reflex | |
| Go getter tactics, makin' suckers holla | |
| A vicious motherf**ker with a rope around my collar | |
| I carry lots a cash, I whip a sucker's ass | |
| I drive a big Caddy, and I pull the trigger fast | |
| Down at Arnold's on the Ave, I fight 'til the death | |
| I let you suck my in my chest, and then I break your damn neck | |
| I got the cold beats rippin', your needle's not skippin' | |
| So many damn weapons that the military's trippin' | |
| People in Seattle hate me, cause I'm not like a hood | |
| But you rock heads wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I'm a hip hop soldier | |
| Now let's get one thing straight, my weapons are great | |
| You 22 automatic suckers are late | |
| Got a quarter Moon clip, and a Smith and Wesson | |
| I'm about to give you roody-poos a cold gun lesson | |
| I'm the wizard of mayhem, master of destruction | |
| Got a 44 mag, with the blunt instructions | |
| Page 1 says open, page 2 says feel | |
| Page 3 says cock, page 4 says kill | |
| A mini 14, full combat dress | |
| A thirty round clip, and I ain't takin' no mess | |
| Cause I'm a rough eyegrasser, a camouflage dresser | |
| My M16 has a flasher presser | |
| My Sterling mark six , it's funny but it hits | |
| It looks sideways but the sucker will kick | |
| A pack of dangerous beretta, kinda small but its good | |
| Some of you wannabes wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier | |
| I'm a hip hop soldier | |
| Now I'm about to get go, so I better clean up | |
| I'm not avigatin' crime, but you gotta get tough | |
| I don't believe in gun control, the theory is proven | |
| Give a criminal a gun, and your public is losin' | |
| For you gotta fight back, cause the pigs ain't black | |
| No protection in your section, now it's time to act | |
| A 22 won't due, you need rapid fire | |
| I'm a ammo gum gun buyer | |
| Big battle rifles, can make a suckers day | |
| You mess around with me so lot, you might get blown away | |
| Wearin' 5 gold rings, never intimidated | |
| In Seattle they are jealous, cause a brother has made it | |
| But they don't mess with me, cause they might get Iked | |
| I'm not a gay rapper, I don't like to get knifed | |
| The devil made me do it, and I wannabe good | |
| Don't you roody-poos wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I'm a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I'm a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I'm runnin' hollow point bullets, in my 38 | |
| So if you plan to get ill, you better stay in your place | |
| Cause I'm not a game player, I'm just a rhyme sayer | |
| My vigilante group includes my mayor | |
| I pack two uzis cause they stop all crime | |
| You might get yours, but don't let me get mine | |
| I never beat woman, romance is better | |
| If a freak wants to leave, boy you might as well let her | |
| West coast rappers we all bust hard | |
| When we chillin' on the set, we never need a bodyguard | |
| People in Seattle hate me, cause I'm not like a hood | |
| Some of you wannabes wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I'm a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I'm a hip hop soldier |
| zuo ci : Sir MixALot | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier | |
| All you wannabe gangstas, drivin' Volkswagens | |
| Chillin' at the high schools, broke but braggin' | |
| Under educated, your style is dated | |
| You talk behind my back and your rope' s goldplated | |
| But I' m back to take revenge, my beef will never end | |
| I' ll tear your midsection, ' til your body start to bend | |
| Like a pistol, I' m a smokin' | |
| I' m crushin', not jokin' | |
| Whippin' sissies for a past time, and no I' m never chokin' | |
| I blow away suckers with the flicker of my index | |
| Not brass monkey, it' s a natural reflex | |
| Go getter tactics, makin' suckers holla | |
| A vicious motherf ker with a rope around my collar | |
| I carry lots a cash, I whip a sucker' s ass | |
| I drive a big Caddy, and I pull the trigger fast | |
| Down at Arnold' s on the Ave, I fight ' til the death | |
| I let you suck my in my chest, and then I break your damn neck | |
| I got the cold beats rippin', your needle' s not skippin' | |
| So many damn weapons that the military' s trippin' | |
| People in Seattle hate me, cause I' m not like a hood | |
| But you rock heads wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier | |
| Now let' s get one thing straight, my weapons are great | |
| You 22 automatic suckers are late | |
| Got a quarter Moon clip, and a Smith and Wesson | |
| I' m about to give you roodypoos a cold gun lesson | |
| I' m the wizard of mayhem, master of destruction | |
| Got a 44 mag, with the blunt instructions | |
| Page 1 says open, page 2 says feel | |
| Page 3 says cock, page 4 says kill | |
| A mini 14, full combat dress | |
| A thirty round clip, and I ain' t takin' no mess | |
| Cause I' m a rough eyegrasser, a camouflage dresser | |
| My M16 has a flasher presser | |
| My Sterling mark six , it' s funny but it hits | |
| It looks sideways but the sucker will kick | |
| A pack of dangerous beretta, kinda small but its good | |
| Some of you wannabes wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier | |
| Now I' m about to get go, so I better clean up | |
| I' m not avigatin' crime, but you gotta get tough | |
| I don' t believe in gun control, the theory is proven | |
| Give a criminal a gun, and your public is losin' | |
| For you gotta fight back, cause the pigs ain' t black | |
| No protection in your section, now it' s time to act | |
| A 22 won' t due, you need rapid fire | |
| I' m a ammo gum gun buyer | |
| Big battle rifles, can make a suckers day | |
| You mess around with me so lot, you might get blown away | |
| Wearin' 5 gold rings, never intimidated | |
| In Seattle they are jealous, cause a brother has made it | |
| But they don' t mess with me, cause they might get Iked | |
| I' m not a gay rapper, I don' t like to get knifed | |
| The devil made me do it, and I wannabe good | |
| Don' t you roodypoos wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m runnin' hollow point bullets, in my 38 | |
| So if you plan to get ill, you better stay in your place | |
| Cause I' m not a game player, I' m just a rhyme sayer | |
| My vigilante group includes my mayor | |
| I pack two uzis cause they stop all crime | |
| You might get yours, but don' t let me get mine | |
| I never beat woman, romance is better | |
| If a freak wants to leave, boy you might as well let her | |
| West coast rappers we all bust hard | |
| When we chillin' on the set, we never need a bodyguard | |
| People in Seattle hate me, cause I' m not like a hood | |
| Some of you wannabes wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier |
| zuò cí : Sir MixALot | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier | |
| All you wannabe gangstas, drivin' Volkswagens | |
| Chillin' at the high schools, broke but braggin' | |
| Under educated, your style is dated | |
| You talk behind my back and your rope' s goldplated | |
| But I' m back to take revenge, my beef will never end | |
| I' ll tear your midsection, ' til your body start to bend | |
| Like a pistol, I' m a smokin' | |
| I' m crushin', not jokin' | |
| Whippin' sissies for a past time, and no I' m never chokin' | |
| I blow away suckers with the flicker of my index | |
| Not brass monkey, it' s a natural reflex | |
| Go getter tactics, makin' suckers holla | |
| A vicious motherf ker with a rope around my collar | |
| I carry lots a cash, I whip a sucker' s ass | |
| I drive a big Caddy, and I pull the trigger fast | |
| Down at Arnold' s on the Ave, I fight ' til the death | |
| I let you suck my in my chest, and then I break your damn neck | |
| I got the cold beats rippin', your needle' s not skippin' | |
| So many damn weapons that the military' s trippin' | |
| People in Seattle hate me, cause I' m not like a hood | |
| But you rock heads wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier | |
| Now let' s get one thing straight, my weapons are great | |
| You 22 automatic suckers are late | |
| Got a quarter Moon clip, and a Smith and Wesson | |
| I' m about to give you roodypoos a cold gun lesson | |
| I' m the wizard of mayhem, master of destruction | |
| Got a 44 mag, with the blunt instructions | |
| Page 1 says open, page 2 says feel | |
| Page 3 says cock, page 4 says kill | |
| A mini 14, full combat dress | |
| A thirty round clip, and I ain' t takin' no mess | |
| Cause I' m a rough eyegrasser, a camouflage dresser | |
| My M16 has a flasher presser | |
| My Sterling mark six , it' s funny but it hits | |
| It looks sideways but the sucker will kick | |
| A pack of dangerous beretta, kinda small but its good | |
| Some of you wannabes wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier | |
| Now I' m about to get go, so I better clean up | |
| I' m not avigatin' crime, but you gotta get tough | |
| I don' t believe in gun control, the theory is proven | |
| Give a criminal a gun, and your public is losin' | |
| For you gotta fight back, cause the pigs ain' t black | |
| No protection in your section, now it' s time to act | |
| A 22 won' t due, you need rapid fire | |
| I' m a ammo gum gun buyer | |
| Big battle rifles, can make a suckers day | |
| You mess around with me so lot, you might get blown away | |
| Wearin' 5 gold rings, never intimidated | |
| In Seattle they are jealous, cause a brother has made it | |
| But they don' t mess with me, cause they might get Iked | |
| I' m not a gay rapper, I don' t like to get knifed | |
| The devil made me do it, and I wannabe good | |
| Don' t you roodypoos wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m runnin' hollow point bullets, in my 38 | |
| So if you plan to get ill, you better stay in your place | |
| Cause I' m not a game player, I' m just a rhyme sayer | |
| My vigilante group includes my mayor | |
| I pack two uzis cause they stop all crime | |
| You might get yours, but don' t let me get mine | |
| I never beat woman, romance is better | |
| If a freak wants to leave, boy you might as well let her | |
| West coast rappers we all bust hard | |
| When we chillin' on the set, we never need a bodyguard | |
| People in Seattle hate me, cause I' m not like a hood | |
| Some of you wannabes wish that you could | |
| Be a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier ... | |
| I' m a hip hop soldier |
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