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Bump That
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This is a song I wrote to get the party hyped!
hiphop rap hip hop instrumental beats east coast dirty south west instrumentals midwest realist ibe wazir
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Who I be? I be, I-B-E!
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #1,174
Peak in subgenre #192
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Written by Ibe Wazir & Crazy J
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October 15, 2003
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MP3 3.8 MB 128 kbps 4:11
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Chorus: (Bump That) Bump that, sh** rep for your city (Bump That) Bump that, sh** all around town (Bump That) Money, fo' sho we gon' get it (Bump That) Realist Records holdin' it down Verse 1: (Crazy J) Bizey brought me in the game, but The Realist I claim The only click in these streets real enough to acclaim Crazy J, b*** es be lovin' the name If not, then these b*** es be lovin' the chain Got rocks that are bigger than boulders Look at the ice, like my flow it just keeps gettin' colder How can a lunatic be a microphone rocker? I get the crowd hyped just like I was John Rocker Got a 12 guage to pop ya, it will stop ya Roll wit so many you don't know which one shot ya I ain't ever met anybody who can stop a G like me, I break you off somethin proper (Chorus) Verse 2: (The Realist) When The Realist Unit come on the set we bombard 'em Duck tape they mouth, tie 'em up, starve 'em Wouldn't be beefin' if n*** z wouldn't start 'em Puttin' my name in your mouth, now that's a problem Catch me at night in the streets and we can solve 'em Pull out the revolvers, bullets will dissolve 'em Pound they ass down to the ground, now disarm 'em Guns, money, clothes, I want all them I ain't talkin' to nobody in particular When I say I'm with your b*** sittin' perpendicular You love your h*** and it's hurtin', stick wit her I love the way I lift her skirt and dick wit her (Chorus) Bridge: Everybody just wave your hands Everybody in this motha f*** a wave your hands (Repeat) Verse 3: (The Realist) My n*** D-E-E representin' for the I-B-E If you don't like what I spit then R.I.P. Cause right now I'm feelin gone off this Erk & Jerk Round here n*** z get hurt or merked for work Everybody run mouths till them thangs come out I'm 'bout to show you motha f*** as just what I'm about Call the cops if you want, but I can't be fazed Even if all six of them pigs are packin' mace Check it, I ain't got time for these h*** tryna plot neither I do what I do and I ain't gonna stop either You said that you got bricks? I done flipped bigger Crazy J and The Realist, this is it n*** z (Chorus) (Bridge) (Chorus)
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