Lyrics:

(Yo, wassup Keak)
Somethin' went off in my hand on my strap
But I'm smokin' purple, sippin' yac
(Yeah)
Dat's my word
(Hyphie, what it do fasheezy)
Dat's my word
(Mmhmm, Rah Records baby, Dope Game 2, 2)

Somethin' went off in my hand on my strap
But I'm smokin' purple, sippin' yac
Inhaler, I'm primatene mist causin' asthma attacks
Hittin' niggas, takin' early fads, gap backs

Direct the scene, shoot 'em wit' cannon
So how you wanna act?
Bunnatin', oppolatin' the sizzle
In the cut alone for doin' my thizzle

Ohin', drankin', throwin' up the huneds
Solo, but on the low, my buddy
(My buddy)
Doin' hella shit at one time
My definition of hyphie man is thizzin', sniffin' lines

I'm in da buildin' and I'm feelin' like yee
R.I.P. to da Mac DRE
So don't, don't stop, keep it goin'
(Keep it goin')

Wit' some privilege in da back boy, blowin'
(Blowin')
Hold it down for the bay reppin' Oakland
If it wasn't for that granddaddy smokin'
(Dadida)

Yadidamean
(Fasho)
Know what I mean
(Fasheezy)

Yadidamean
(Fasho)
Know what I mean
(Fasheezy)

Yadidamean
(Fasho)
Know what I mean
(Fasheezy)

Yadidamean
(Fasho)
Know what I mean
(Fasheezy)

I don't think they know that's my word
(Hyphie)
I don't think, they don't that's my word
(What it do?)

I don't think they knowin' that's my word
(Fasheezy)
I don't think, they don't, that's my word

Ooh ahh, ooh aah, do a little shit
Brapabay, have I lost it? You still wit' me?
Fazeekin', keakin' and sneakin'
All in tha do', wit da nappy fro', I'm still freaky
On lithas, bonitos, senoritas

Turn the tool is the way they stay up on the feature
I see my nigga in da traffic, wassup
Brotha by another motha, first 'cuz, worst bloody
I miss big with the husky brusky

Quarterbackin', trust me, rugby rush me
Color purple, still in the sweet it's ugly
I don'
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