People Under The Stairs - Get Hip lyrics

[Verse 1: Doube K] From the place where the bullsh** begins Never a shortage of tricks begins to spin Night life turns trife as the day puts on Locs, brothers hanging on corners kicking rhymes and jokes The ladies pa** by without a word or a hi Nose all in the air, you can see 'em everywhere Salute the dope man with the twist of a blunt People Under the you know, we turning it up Young city slicker, I'm all about the terrain Give me the money and fame and I'll show you no pain Leave a stain on your brain you can remember me by Years down the line you still know that I'm fly High power like Dre and Yella the fat fella Everything that I do is hella hell of a story teller I paint scenes with a pen, hip hop Bob Ross Turn the page, check out the brother flaws [Verse 2: Thes One] Coming from the home of Fat Lip and Fellowship Get hip, jump in the whip, never we have tripped This is L.A. in a nutshell, ship when the sh** tell You can hear my way, put your ear to the seashell And get hip to the sixteenth letter, the type setter With the font you want, avante garde at getting better By the minute I admit it, committed to cla** rap This is not a snapback throwback you know that The Walmart crews that copy cats should roll back Home of the power flower Cali we grow that In the Golden state my state, my rhyme craft like Minecraft Going block to block building to make a new path The legends in my ledger, it's been my pleasure My treasures respect, it hangs around my neck Like 2Chainz if he got two brains to take charge Like Bad Brainswho rock like high-powered guitars Get hip to yourself good God