Lyrics Hype Shit - Saafir
You
like
classics
well
I'll
stock
that
ass
Wit
a
454
hypo,
nitro
hooked
through
the
trunk,
I'm
a
flowmaster
monk
you'll
get
smobbed
on,
I'll
smoke
that
ass
like
skunk.
you
better
Rotate
them
drums
locate
that
hum,
No
alignment,
My
rhymes
remind
me
of
ya
suspension,
Off
to
the
left
section
off
the
strip.
Let's
strike
a
got
a
7-deuce
mali
with
sauce
Brandy
wine
gloss,
releighs
edelbrock
manifold
Header
chrome
kit,
aluminum
tips
and
i'm
Assumin
he'll
slip
and
want
to
race
me
For
some
scratch.
I'll
hook
em
in
and
pretend
My
shit
ain't
tight.
let
him
bite
then
suck
his
ass
At
the
light
- red
light,
smash
- green
light,
I
lit
up
a
lotta
stares,
now
he
wanna
fight,
Nigga
swing
ya
shit,
I
gets
up
outta
there
Just
me
& him
on
the
b
& m
shift
kit
from
a
rich
b-,
You
wanna
ride,
unlock
the
shicks
on
tha
cock,
I'm
smockin
engine
blocks
overheatin
oil
level
Rebels
cause
I'm
rollin
in
hype
shit.
High
speed
chase
down
280,
i'm
Lookin
at
my
oil
gauge
&
It
read
"you
can't
fade
me."
I'm
floatin
Through
traffic
Laughin
'n'
shit
but
I
wasn't
trippin
cause
I
had
a
gat
Wit
a
clip
under
the
seat,
then
I
heard
the
loud
speaker
Speak,
"pull
your
ass
over
on
the
offramp
&
Don't
try
to
vamp."
heart
was
on
thumpa,
The
mark
was
on
my
bumper
plus
I
had
a
zip
Of
bomb
on
my
lap,
I
couldn't
dump
the
gat.
Going
into
custody
can't
fuck
with
that,
plus
I
got
a
396
with
a
trick
in
my
trunk
& I'm
not
Goin
out
like
a
punk
so
I
bounced
- fuck
it,
The
way
he
was
in
me
you
would
think
his
slary
poppin.
But
I
got
mallory
hook
up
& I'm
not
stoppin
for
shit,
I'm
smobbin
through
tricks
& trucks.
5.0's
gettin
Sucked
and
I'm
caught
up
in
the
rear-view,
Didn't
see
linda
woo
tryin
to
merge
lanes.
She
almost
hit
me.
took
the
richmond
turn
off,
Hit
the
switch
on
the
nitro
in
a
lean
I
felt
my
shit
was
christine,
I'm
out
like
a
motha
fuckin
fiend,
in
hype
shit.
1 Swig Of The Stew
2 Playa Hayta
3 Pee Wee
4 Rashinel
5 Just Riden'
6 Hype Shit
7 Bent
8 The Instructor
9 Joint Custody
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