Luyện nghe bài hát Ova Here [Remix]

The real hip hop is ova
The real hip hop is ova
The hip hop is ova here
The real hip hop is ova

Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, clear 'em out,

Yo, Nelly, you ain't fo' and you ain't Universal
Your whole style sounds a N'Sync commercial
Ignoramus, I'm the with the mic apparatus
Challengin' the God of rap is madness, I'll your status
With this ugly lookin' billboard, you stop them
But I got enough albums to my own top ten

You limited like the spread of
You bite my style off the
So when you speak you bet I the static
You better out like, Chuck, I kick like three, Norrises
One of my bar rhymes is eight of your choruses
Of course it is ridiculous, watch out, I begin to curve
Gotcha, on your hands and
Ain't it about time for some emcees?

The real hip hop is ova
The real hip hop is ova
The hip hop is ova here
The real hip hop is ova

Uh, we on a hunt
you see me comin', I don't front, I fight
People say I'm contradictin' cause I'm all peace
To say the least, a violent history
It ain't no mystery, these wanna get with me
My people don't see that, all they hear is hittin' me, huh
Stop beatin' me, Chris, you want to help my career,
Well, you can if you don't exist, huh

I think it's time we stop these pop rappers
these pop rappers, hip hop does matter to me
Does it to you? My crew
If it does, you what the hell to do
your guns in the air, pump it like, yeah
Let these bitch ass know we in here
Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off
Tell 'em KRS you they at the end of they days

Let me tell you, give hip hop a lift
And don't buy Nelly's album on June fifth
send a message back to all 'em sellouts
House nigga rapper, your done fell out
You don't know how
I you I wasn't talkin' about you then
But I'm about you now
Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one goes through
Even St. Louis don't you