"Who Got the Props" peaked at number 86 on the Billboard Hot 100, number 60 on the Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs and number 28 on both Hot Rap Singles and Hot Dance Music/Maxi-Singles Sales in the United States, becoming an underground hit and the group's highest charted single to date. In 2013, Complex listed the song at #25 on its 'The 50 Best Debut Rap Singles'.
Who Got da Props
Black Moon Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴
Suckers want to flow but they got no show
So I'm a grab the mic, flip a script, and leave ya stunned
Buckshot's the one that gets the job done
Mic check, I get paid to wreck your set
Get ready and jet, cause I'm a threat to your fret
No holds barred, and complete move fakers
Best to play the back and watch your girl, I might take her
If she try to riff I got my Smith on my side
Word to God, here I come so make way
Rugged and rough, killing your set every day
Microphone check one, two, here we go
And I'm a let you know, who got the flow
Spitting my verbs like an automatic weapon
Suckers keep stepping, 'cause I'm a let you know
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
One Mississippi, two Mississippi
Sucker tried to diss me so I played him like a hippie from the 60's
But I'm a get paid from the 90's
Quick to play you Little Rascals out like Stymie
Kicking flavor, with my life saver techniques
Guaranteed to move feets and I go on for weeks
Maybe years if my peers give me ears to fill
Lick off a shot and act ill, parlay and chill
See I paid my dues, now you can't tell me nothing
This is dedicated to the ones who kept fronting
The ones who tried to diss and post high? Oh no
Just 'cause you had low, see now I got dough
And I'm paid out my rectum, meaning my backbone
Grab the mic, flip a mad script to your dome
Suckers, I kick 'em like tae kwon do
Yes and low, from head to toe to let you know
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
I'm the rugged operator like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Buckshot quick to play your nigga like Sega
Smooth trigger-happy snappy, keep my hair nappy
When I swing an EP girls call me "big pappy"
I used to play a game called "Ring Around the Rosey"
But now I play the mic, that's why the whole world knows me
I'm sort of like a Chevy heavy when I bum rush
You'd better bring your whole damn crew or get your head crushed, sucker
'Cause I'm a set it off with one shot
One trigger, one nigga 'nuff heads drop
Don't even try to play me out cause static
Buckshot Shorty, he sounds like an automatic
Rip the set, my friend's mad tight
'Cause I rocks the mic and keeps the crowd hype
Straight from Bumrush, I crush and cause chaos yo, and I'm a let you know
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
One, two, melody shows
And before I flip a script you know I must keep you dozing
Into the stage of the Buckshot Shorty
Son pass the boom, keep the top on the 40
Never ever ever get played, kill that
Bust a mad cap in your back 'cause I'm all that
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Elude the hook and, your whole beat's tookin'
Must take charge, bomb guard, I'm the man
Bust my plan, it feeds back on my fam
Once I cruise, pay dues, I never lose
When I break on fools, wake up, you don't snooze
Bust a move, I get smooth like Roadie
Kick it like the Four Horsemen, yeah you know me
Booming like a speaker with my 100 dollar sneakers
Baggy black jeans, knapsack, and my beeper
keep a fresh cut, never see me with a busted fro
And I'm a let you know
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
Who got the props?
Who got the props?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
The song "Who Got da Props" by Black Moon is a classic example of hardcore hip hop from the 1990s. The lyrics of the song are all about boasting, and establishing dominance in the hip hop game. Buckshot, who is the lead rapper on the song, talks about how he is the one who gets the job done, and how he is a threat to other rappers' sets. He also talks about how he is able to take other rappers' girlfriends if they are not careful, and how he is willing to diss anyone who tries to step to him.
The chorus of the song is simple yet effective, with the three members of Black Moon - 5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot - repeatedly asking "Who got the props?" The song is all about establishing who is on top in the hip hop game, and Black Moon clearly believe that they are the ones who deserve the props. The lyrics are delivered with a gritty, hardcore style that was popular in the 1990s, and the beat of the song is hard-hitting and energetic.
Line by Line Meaning
Put up, what up, bo bo bo!
Greetings, acknowledgment, expressing enthusiasm!
Suckers want to flow but they got no show
Incompetent individuals attempting to perform but lacking skill and talent
So I'm a grab the mic, flip a script, and leave ya stunned
Taking control of the microphone, improvising lyrics that amaze and astonish
Buckshot's the one that gets the job done
Buckshot is the skilled rapper who successfully accomplishes the task
Mic check, I get paid to wreck your set
Testing the microphone and getting compensated to destroy your performance
Get ready and jet, cause I'm a threat to your fret
Prepare to leave quickly because I pose a danger to your worries
No holds barred, and complete move fakers
No restrictions and exposing those pretending to be authentic
Best to play the back and watch your girl, I might take her
It's advisable to stay in the background and keep an eye on your partner, as I might seduce her
If she's a crab I'm a diss her and slide
If she's disrespectful, I will insult her and smoothly depart
If she try to riff I got my Smith on my side
If she attempts to start a conflict, I am armed with a firearm for protection
Word to God, here I come so make way
A sincere expression to God, indicating readiness to proceed, and urging others to clear a path
Rugged and rough, killing your set every day
Asserting dominance and consistently outperforming your act
Microphone check one, two, here we go
Ensuring sound clarity before starting the performance
And I'm a let you know, who got the flow
And I will inform you, who possesses the skillful lyrical delivery
Spitting my verbs like an automatic weapon
Rapidly delivering words with the intensity of a fully automatic firearm
Suckers keep stepping, 'cause I'm a let you know
Incompetents continue to move aside, as I will continue to inform and demonstrate my superiority
One Mississippi, two Mississippi
Indicating the passage of time
Sucker tried to diss me so I played him like a hippie from the 60's
Someone attempted to insult me, but I cleverly responded and ridiculed him, reminiscent of a carefree hippie from the 1960s
But I'm a get paid from the 90's
However, I will profit from this current decade
Quick to play you Little Rascals out like Stymie
Swiftly mocking and outsmarting you, just like the character Stymie from the Little Rascals
Kicking flavor, with my life saver techniques
Injecting distinctiveness into my performance and showcasing my life-saving skills
Guaranteed to move feets and I go on for weeks
Assuring that I will captivate the audience and continue entertaining for an extended period
Maybe years if my peers give me ears to fill
Possibly even for years if my colleagues continue to listen and support me
Lick off a shot and act ill, parlay and chill
Fire a verbal attack and act tough, then relax and enjoy the moment
See I paid my dues, now you can't tell me nothing
I have earned my respect and credibility, so you have no authority to criticize or advise me
This is dedicated to the ones who kept fronting
This message is specifically for those who pretended and deceived others
The ones who tried to diss and post high? Oh no
Those who attempted to insult and act superior? Absolutely not
Just 'cause you had low, see now I got dough
Merely because you had a negative opinion, now I have wealth and success
And I'm paid out my rectum, meaning my backbone
I am extremely wealthy, a metaphor for being paid extravagantly
Grab the mic, flip a mad script to your dome
Seize the microphone, deliver an intense lyrical composition to your head
Suckers, I kick 'em like tae kwon do
I swiftly defeat and overpower incompetent individuals, similar to tae kwon do martial arts
Yes and low, from head to toe to let you know
Completely and thoroughly, in every aspect, to inform and assert my dominance
One Mississippi, two Mississippi
Indicating the passage of time
I'm the rugged operator like Arnold Schwarzenegger
I am the tough and skilled figure similar to Arnold Schwarzenegger
Buckshot quick to play your nigga like Sega
Buckshot is fast to manipulate and control individuals, just like playing a Sega video game
Smooth trigger-happy snappy, keep my hair nappy
Effortlessly quick and ready to fire, maintaining my hair in its natural, unaltered state
When I swing an EP girls call me 'big pappy'
When I skillfully perform and entertain, females refer to me with admiration
I used to play a game called 'Ring Around the Rosey'
In the past, I engaged in a simple and innocent game
But now I play the mic, that's why the whole world knows me
However, now I dominate the microphone, which is why I am recognized worldwide
I'm sort of like a Chevy heavy when I bum rush
I am akin to a powerful Chevrolet vehicle when I rapidly and forcefully enter
You'd better bring your whole damn crew or get your head crushed, sucker
It is advisable to come with your entire group, or else you will face severe consequences and defeat, fool
'Cause I'm a set it off with one shot
Because I will initiate and start the action with a single strike
One trigger, one nigga 'nuff heads drop
A single pull of the trigger causes a single individual to fall, many others following suit
Don't even try to play me out cause static
Do not attempt to deceive or disrespect me, as it will result in conflict and confrontation
Buckshot Shorty, he sounds like an automatic
Buckshot Shorty, my name, is associated with the sound and intensity of a fully automatic firearm
Rip the set, my friend's mad tight
Tear apart the performance, my companions being highly skilled
'Cause I rocks the mic and keeps the crowd hype
Because I impressively control the microphone and generate excitement among the audience
Straight from Bumrush, I crush and cause chaos yo, and I'm a let you know
Directly from Bumrush, I overpower the opponent and create havoc, and I will inform you of my actions
One, two, melody shows
Counting beats, preparing for the melody to emerge
And before I flip a script you know I must keep you dozing
And before I commence my lyrical composition, I ensure that you are captivated and engaged
Into the stage of the Buckshot Shorty
Welcoming you into the realm dominated by Buckshot Shorty
Son pass the boom, keep the top on the 40
My companion, hand me the powerful sound system, and make sure the 40-ounce bottle of alcohol remains sealed
Never ever ever get played, kill that
Never allow yourself to be manipulated or taken advantage of, put an end to it
Bust a mad cap in your back 'cause I'm all that
Shoot rapidly at your rear end, as I possess exceptional talent and superiority
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Directly from the streets of Crooklyn, a popular name for Brooklyn
Elude the hook and, your whole beat's tookin'
Avoiding the expected pattern, stealing and claiming ownership of your entire musical composition
Must take charge, bomb guard, I'm the man
Must assume control, highly skilled in protecting and attacking, asserting my authority
Bust my plan, it feeds back on my fam
If my plan fails, it negatively affects my family and close associates
Once I cruise, pay dues, I never lose
After I navigate and work hard, I never experience defeat
When I break on fools, wake up, you don't snooze
When I display my skills against incompetent individuals, they immediately become alert, unable to relax
Bust a move, I get smooth like Roadie
Perform effortlessly, seamlessly, just like a professional roadie
Kick it like the Four Horsemen, yeah you know me
Displaying my talents similar to the legendary group The Four Horsemen, indicating familiarity
Booming like a speaker with my 100 dollar sneakers
Resonating with power and intensity, while showcasing my expensive footwear
Baggy black jeans, knapsack, and my beeper
Wearing loose-fitting, black jeans along with a backpack and a pager
keep a fresh cut, never see me with a busted fro
Maintain a stylish haircut, never witnessing me with a disheveled afro hairstyle
And I'm a let you know
And I will inform and enlighten you
Who got the props?
Who receives the recognition and respect?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot are the individuals deserving of the acknowledgment
One Mississippi, two Mississippi
Indicating the passage of time
Sucker tried to diss me so I played him like a hippie from the 60's
Someone attempted to insult me, but I cleverly responded and ridiculed him, reminiscent of a carefree hippie from the 1960s
But I'm a get paid from the 90's
However, I will profit from this current decade
Quick to play you Little Rascals out like Stymie
Swiftly mocking and outsmarting you, just like the character Stymie from the Little Rascals
Kicking flavor, with my life saver techniques
Injecting distinctiveness into my performance and showcasing my life-saving skills
Guaranteed to move feets and I go on for weeks
Assuring that I will captivate the audience and continue entertaining for an extended period
Maybe years if my peers give me ears to fill
Possibly even for years if my colleagues continue to listen and support me
Lick off a shot and act ill, parlay and chill
Fire a verbal attack and act tough, then relax and enjoy the moment
See I paid my dues, now you can't tell me nothing
I have earned my respect and credibility, so you have no authority to criticize or advise me
This is dedicated to the ones who kept fronting
This message is specifically for those who pretended and deceived others
The ones who tried to diss and post high? Oh no
Those who attempted to insult and act superior? Absolutely not
Just 'cause you had low, see now I got dough
Merely because you had a negative opinion, now I have wealth and success
And I'm paid out my rectum, meaning my backbone
I am extremely wealthy, a metaphor for being paid extravagantly
Grab the mic, flip a mad script to your dome
Seize the microphone, deliver an intense lyrical composition to your head
Suckers, I kick 'em like tae kwon do
I swiftly defeat and overpower incompetent individuals, similar to tae kwon do martial arts
Yes and low, from head to toe to let you know
Completely and thoroughly, in every aspect, to inform and assert my dominance
One Mississippi, two Mississippi
Indicating the passage of time
I'm the rugged operator like Arnold Schwarzenegger
I am the tough and skilled figure similar to Arnold Schwarzenegger
Buckshot quick to play your nigga like Sega
Buckshot is fast to manipulate and control individuals, just like playing a Sega video game
Smooth trigger-happy snappy, keep my hair nappy
Effortlessly quick and ready to fire, maintaining my hair in its natural, unaltered state
When I swing an EP girls call me 'big pappy'
When I skillfully perform and entertain, females refer to me with admiration
I used to play a game called 'Ring Around the Rosey'
In the past, I engaged in a simple and innocent game
But now I play the mic, that's why the whole world knows me
However, now I dominate the microphone, which is why I am recognized worldwide
I'm sort of like a Chevy heavy when I bum rush
I am akin to a powerful Chevrolet vehicle when I rapidly and forcefully enter
You'd better bring your whole damn crew or get your head crushed, sucker
It is advisable to come with your entire group, or else you will face severe consequences and defeat, fool
'Cause I'm a set it off with one shot
Because I will initiate and start the action with a single strike
One trigger, one nigga 'nuff heads drop
A single pull of the trigger causes a single individual to fall, many others following suit
Don't even try to play me out cause static
Do not attempt to deceive or disrespect me, as it will result in conflict and confrontation
Buckshot Shorty, he sounds like an automatic
Buckshot Shorty, my name, is associated with the sound and intensity of a fully automatic firearm
Rip the set, my friend's mad tight
Tear apart the performance, my companions being highly skilled
'Cause I rocks the mic and keeps the crowd hype
Because I impressively control the microphone and generate excitement among the audience
Straight from Bumrush, I crush and cause chaos yo, and I'm a let you know
Directly from Bumrush, I overpower the opponent and create havoc, and I will inform you of my actions
One, two, melody shows
Counting beats, preparing for the melody to emerge
And before I flip a script you know I must keep you dozing
And before I commence my lyrical composition, I ensure that you are captivated and engaged
Into the stage of the Buckshot Shorty
Welcoming you into the realm dominated by Buckshot Shorty
Son pass the boom, keep the top on the 40
My companion, hand me the powerful sound system, and make sure the 40-ounce bottle of alcohol remains sealed
Never ever ever get played, kill that
Never allow yourself to be manipulated or taken advantage of, put an end to it
Bust a mad cap in your back 'cause I'm all that
Shoot rapidly at your rear end, as I possess exceptional talent and superiority
Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn
Directly from the streets of Crooklyn, a popular name for Brooklyn
Elude the hook and, your whole beat's tookin'
Avoiding the expected pattern, stealing and claiming ownership of your entire musical composition
Must take charge, bomb guard, I'm the man
Must assume control, highly skilled in protecting and attacking, asserting my authority
Bust my plan, it feeds back on my fam
If my plan fails, it negatively affects my family and close associates
Once I cruise, pay dues, I never lose
After I navigate and work hard, I never experience defeat
When I break on fools, wake up, you don't snooze
When I display my skills against incompetent individuals, they immediately become alert, unable to relax
Bust a move, I get smooth like Roadie
Perform effortlessly, seamlessly, just like a professional roadie
Kick it like the Four Horsemen, yeah you know me
Displaying my talents similar to the legendary group The Four Horsemen, indicating familiarity
Booming like a speaker with my 100 dollar sneakers
Resonating with power and intensity, while showcasing my expensive footwear
Baggy black jeans, knapsack, and my beeper
Wearing loose-fitting, black jeans along with a backpack and a pager
keep a fresh cut, never see me with a busted fro
Maintain a stylish haircut, never witnessing me with a disheveled afro hairstyle
And I'm a let you know
And I will inform and enlighten you
Who got the props?
Who receives the recognition and respect?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot are the individuals deserving of the acknowledgment
Who got the props?
Who receives the recognition and respect?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot are the individuals deserving of the acknowledgment
Who got the props?
Who receives the recognition and respect?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot are the individuals deserving of the acknowledgment
Who got the props?
Who receives the recognition and respect?
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot!
5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot are the individuals deserving of the acknowledgment
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, MJJN LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: EWART DEWGARDE, KEN BLAKE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@domineeksanford8043
David Thuggin ....
Saw him live with the X-ecutioner's in Atlantic Mall in NYC in the 90's....
He is Soooooo Underrated....
He DJ'd & Spun Records w/o sarratos or an Apple Laptop...
Classic DJ SESSION INDEED....
without Mistakes, Skips or Blunders...
Perfect Execution on the TURNTABLES....
@DiamondRubyJewel
BRING BACK REAL HIP HOP AND BEAT MAKING.
THANKS BLACK MOON , BUCKSHOT AND ALL REAL HIP HOP ORIGINAL TALENT. YOU SHAPED OUR CHILDHOOD, ADOLESCENCE AND ADULTHOOD TO A CERTAIN DEGREE. HIP HOP IS A SHE TO ME AND SHE LISTENED TO ME, EXPANDED MY VIEWS ON LIFE, GAVE ME A VOICE BECAUSE NARROW MINDED ADULTS WOULDN'T LISTEN. THEY THOUGHT KIDS SHOULD BE SEEN, YET THEIR SOULS NEVER HEARD.THANK YOU BUCKSHOT, BLACK MOON AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO HELPED GIVE US BACK OUR VOICE. YOUR OLD-SCHOOL LYRICS TEACH US HOW TO BE REAL WOMEN AND BETTER MEN... LIKE ED OG AND THE BULLDOGS ,"BE A FATHER TO YOUR CHILD. I COULD GO ON AND ON
I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO DRESS/ PRESENT MYSELF. NYC, REAL HIP HOP TAUGHT ME, DANCE SHOWS, AND NEW JACK. HIP HOP EVEN INFLUENCED MY LOOK TO THIS DAY
THANK YOU FOR THE GOOD IN HIP HOP , NOT THE DARKNESS AND WICKEDNESS, BUT THE GOOD
THANK YOU TO THE FEW THAT PUT PEOPLE ON WITHOUT EXPLOITING THEM, EMASCULATING THEM AND WRECKING LIVES AND MASCULINITY
@Multifacted_Brotha
I'm a lyft and uber driver in Atlanta and sometimes I pick up young teens, The first thing they ask me is to play some current hiphop and I turn around and play old school music like this and they get hooked into it and start asking me who is this etc. Gotta school these young folks on good hiphop!
@keithmoore2210
School em bruh
@keithmoore2210
This is real music son know whatta I'm sayin that true New York sound shout out to gueenbridge the 41st side
@pateastwood
On a mission teaching them young guns about the real McCoy
@terrencestith6675
man on a mission. yessir. educate the seeds
@lateshiachilds3640
👏👏👏, keep it up
@michaelenders3600
I'm a 53 year old native NY'er! This was REAL shit at a REAL time! Today's Hip-hop is WACK!
@Ko-rv2ij
im a 18 yr old kid that can proudly say “Get fucked” No disrespect but i listen to stuff from the 70’s 80’s 90’s 2000’s 10’and now in any genre hiphop r&b metal jazz
its music it changes every decade ive watched the 10’s music change into now and its not the same music changes and we csnt stop it but embrace the kids trying to do something out here fr some of ur favourite rappers from the 90’s might fw some rappers from now all love bro ❤
but cmon we got kendrick and Ye like
@jmartinez9156
I’m from LA and agree with you. Today’s hip hop doesn’t have the same story tellin. The same essence. The unbitten rap style that was raw and eloquent. Times change unfortunately. Some for better. Some for worse.
@DJNico74
2024...who else is still bumping to this ✋️