Songwriter: Hopsin

Producer: Hopsin

[Intro]
Whoa
Uh uh uh bounce bounce
Whats my mothafuckin' name H-O-P
S-I-N yea yea bounce bounce, come on, yo

[Verse 1]
The heats on lets go, rock to the hottest beats
On the west coast made by the best yo
Used to move on the ground like the metro
Till' i hoped to the top niggas like heck no
I ain't that nigga on the rap tracks tryin' to front
Like he blast gat's just so i can get the cash fast
I'm the nigga with the mad rap here to take over the game
Yo where the mic nigga pass that
Studio time you think i'm gonna go and find it?
Fuck that I brought the studio to my crib
Gods gift to hop-sin was hot-shit
To toxic for niggas to try and stop this
Yall hating on my ass 'cause I can make a nigga bounce
Like he on the block slangin' with cops fast
I keep the ill tracks bangin' in my lab
Any minute you know I'ma be coming in hot stacks

[Hook]
Y'all mine as well call me a mothafuckin' fuckin' earthquake 'cause
I'll rock you right
Man i was no bitch in the mothafuckin' first place homie
I'll rock you right
I'm reppin' the Westcoast
You know how i get down when i come around town nigga
Westside (9X)

[Verse 2]
I'm headed for fame and niggas try wreckin' my name
Quit testing me mane impressive you ain't
You'll never be ready see
I ain't lettin' these niggas get rid of me
They can only wish they was ahead of me
That'll be something to look forward to
Do i got the motherfuckin' game locked? of course i do
I'm just waiting for the loot
And for my benefit to be legit to hit it quick
'Cause I want a whole lotta dough not a little bit
Tax fees niggas for money and stack cheese
'Cause I ain't trying to be living bum-my as crack feigns
I be up in the streets runnin' with made fees
Warning the passenger he missed, up in the back seat
They're like what the fuck enough's enough
World gettin' mad 'cause they see a nigga coming up
Retarded nigga ready to slaughter niggas
Got your kids looking up to me like i'm a father figure

[Hook]
Y'all mine as well call me a mothafuckin' earthquake 'cause
I'll rock you right
Man i was no bitch in the mothafuckin' first place homie
I'll rock you right
I'm reppin' the Westcoast
You know how i get down when i come around town nigga
Westside (9X)

[Verse 3]
I got a dangerous mind and i'ma take my time
Until the game is mine, that's how my pace designed homie
The nigga just trying to make it right don't try to take my life
I might have to take your light homie
And i ain't doing this just for the hell of it
I do it 'cause it rides so well with my intelligence
That's why i'm in the game heavy like an elephant
My rap rhymes are like a sick nigga's medicine
Go and ask your girlfriend what the finish is
She says it's not me? fuck that, yes it is
The flows tight but homie i got the better shit
They'd rather toss your hits away instead of this
I keep the hot tracks coming in the bundles
And I ain't about to let it all crumble, bounce to this
Put your hands up, stand up, get loud
This motherfucker finna' get wild
Come on

[Hook]
Y'all mine as well call me a mothafuckin' earthquake 'cause
I'll rock you right
Man i was no bitch in the mothafuckin' first place homie
I'll rock you right
I'm reppin' the Westcoast
You know how i get down when i come around town nigga
Westside (9X)

Hopsin

Hopsin is a rapper, producer, singer, director, actor, graphic artist, skateboarder – even editing his music and videos. With his white contacts distinguishing him from his peers, he was signed with Ruthless Records from 2006 through to 2009, leaving due to numerous issues with the label, and its head, Tomica Wright. He co-founded his own independent label, Funk Volume, whose roster includes such artists as SwizZz, Dizzy Wright, DJ Hoppa & Jarren Benton.

In early 2016, Hopsin took to social media to talk about how he was going to leave Funk Volume because of problems with his Co-Founder Damian “Dame” Ritter and would start his new record label called Undercover Prodigy, that wasn’t just a record label with merchandise, but an entire clothing line as well.