Текст песни Hyphy (feat. E-40) - The Federation
Wit
Ric
Roc
beats
yeah
fella
I
rock
it
[x8]
[Scratchin],
Hyhpy,[scratchin],
Hyphy,[scratchin]
Hyphy
I
got
my
strap
tucked
in,
Vest
tucked
in,
Clip
tucked
in,
Hyphy
and
Move
like
a
smoka
on
blim
on
the
block,
And
dont
be
mad
if
yo
homies
Got
shot.
I'm
TJ
the
nigga
that
you
need
in
ya
life,
I'm
sick
from
the
jaw,
Look
at
me
on
the
mic.
Crazy
gas,
Break,
Dip
on
you
hos,
And
we
can
feel
hyphy
Go
and
smoke
up
the
dro,
Hangin
out
the
sun
roof
blowin
the
dirt.
The
homie
got
the
chopper
up
under
the
P
coat.
Go
crazy,
Stupid,
Dumb,
Retarded,
Goin
to
California
Go
and
shoot
up
a
party.
Left
coast,
Best
coast,
Aimin
at
the
Chest
coast,
Ever
since
Pac
died,
Forgot
about
the
West
coast.
So
my
nigga
we
feenin
for
that.
40
Watter,
Federation,
Nigga
bringin
it
back
bitch!
[Chorus:]
(Hy,
Hy,
Hyphy)
Make
the
nosy
neighbors
wanna
call
the
cops
1 Intro
2 What Is It (feat. El Dorado Red)
3 Hyphy (feat. E-40)
4 Go Dumb
5 You Might See Me
6 Hoes In Here
7 You Don't Want It (feat. Kinsmoke, Battle Loc)
8 Crazy (Skit)
9 Go To Work
10 We Ride (feat. Daz)
11 Ghetto Love Song (feat. Next Level)
12 In Love With A Hoodrat (feat. Undaflow)
13 Donkey
14 What If I Had A Gun (feat. Twista, Undaflow)
15 Damn (Interlude)
16 Damn
17 Momma Dot
18 Mayhem
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