Lyrics of 'Super Hyphy' by Keak Da Sneak

(yo.............wassup keak)

Somethin went off in my hand on my strap, but im 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 im smokin purple, sippin yac
Inhailer, im primatene mist, causin asthma attacks
Hittin niggas, takin' early faids, gap backs
Direct the scene, shoot 'em wit cannon, so how you wanna aaaaaaact?!
Bunnatin', oppolatin' the sizzle
In the cut alone fuh doin my thizzle
Oohin, drankin, throwin up the huuuunnneeeeedddddssss!!!
Solo, but on the low, my buddy (my buddy)
Doin hella shit at one time
My definition of hyphie man is thizzin, sniffin lines
Im in da buildin and im feelin like yeeeeeeee!!!
R.i.p. to da mac d-r-e
So don't, dont stop, keep it goin (keep it goin)
Wit some privalage in da back boy, blowin (blowin)
Hold it down for the bay reppin oakland
If it wasn't for that grandaddy smokin' (dadida)

Yadidamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
Yadddamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
Yadddamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
Yadddamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
I dont think they know, thats my word (hyphie)
I dont think, they don't, that's my word (what it do)
I dont think they knowin, that's my word (fasheezy)
I dont think, they don't, that's my word

Ooh ahh, ooh aaaah! do a little shit
Brrrrrapabababaaayyyy. have i lost it? you still wit me?
Fazeekin', keakin and sneakin
All in tha do', wit da nappy fro', im still freaky
On lithas, bonitas, senorita's
Turn the tool is the way they stay up on the feature
I see my nigga in da traffic, wassuppeee!!
Brotha by anotha motha, first cuz, worst bloody
I miss big with the husky brusky
Quartebackin, trust me, rugby rush me
Color purple, still in the sweet it's ugly
I dont know you but you lovin' me, fresher than doug e.
Look at wat the mothafuckin' rap game don' done to me
To a grown nigga, run da beat, here comes keak da sneak
Sell talk, what to do wit technique, nothin' but heat
Sell talk, what to do on this beat, this for the street

Yadidamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
Yadddamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
Yadddamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
Yadddamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
I dont think they know, thats my word (hyphie)
I dont think, they don't, that's my word (what it do)
I dont think they knowin, that's my word (fasheezy)
I dont think, they don't, that's my word

First, second verse, dis my third
Six grade drivin to school, i had a firebird
I don't think they knowin, that's my word
Oh you hip now? i was problem child, you was nerd
I was bein' bad, you was bein' good
But all this time had a destiny to save the hood
All dat shit i been through, look at me now
Im strikin' like a match mayne, back to tha town (back to the town)
Beenie cap fowl and my mug on mean (mean)
Wakin' up ya family wit 4 15's (4 15's)
In tha driveway, they can't stand me
Die hard raider, sneak davis, draft randy
Moss(sukasuk) boss gon' be flossin'(floss)
Put it on thick like mac lip gloss (mac lip gloss)
Oh inhail dat shit, mayne i aint takin a loss
But pay, this shit cost cause i been had sauce

Yadidamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
Yadddamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
Yadddamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
Yadddamean (fasho), know what i mean (fasheezy)
I dont think they know, thats my word (hyphie)
I dont think, they don't, that's my word (what it do)
I dont think they knowin, that's my word (fasheezy)
I dont think, they don't, that's my word