Hype Shit

Artist: Saafir Album: Boxcar Sessions Song: Hype Shit 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 I'm in some hype shit I'm in some motherfucking 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. (you biatch!) 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