Hype Remix

[Intro]
Niggas better not try to live off of the hype around me still eh?
I'll slap these niggas the fuck out early
Bizz Loc
Hann!

[Hook]
Gettin money while the feds watch from a Impala
Shot a nigga in his chest just cause he get dollars
Real niggas over here we don't got bitch problems
Said real niggas over here we don't got bitch problems

[Verse]
In the 6 starving sell in work with the sticks on us
Caked up now your bitch want us
Never trust a hoe cause they dishonest
Ride around with a sig sauer
Got a sick lawyer on speed dial
Legal aid never did shit I got nine years at pre-trial
Taken notes from G [?]
Had to whip dope like white slaves
Got a white girl and she like cane
And I sell em both, cause crime pays
Beatin shots since ninth grade
Lettin nines bang no storytellin
Funny how I've never been a pimp
But I'm gettin paid from the hoe you selling
Wrapped up I'm a dope dealer
Never [?] with no broke nigga
Bad bitch she a go getta
Now I'm ballin out like sport center
Trap spot say don't enter
Fiends only and the little homies
I be getting money with the 40 on me
If a nigga want it then I leave him holey
Hit his wig and then I leave him lonely
Go and fuck his bitch and tell the father sorry
God forbid a nigga run up on me
Cause I catch a body like a nigga falling
Ride with the stick and I'm never stalling
Got a automatic [?]
Flag bluer then hypnotic
I be locing hard when I'm crip walkin
Crip! Crip! Crip! Crip! Crip!
Keep another niggas bitch with me in a foreign rental
Shordy told me he a pussy [?] eatin pussy [?] how coincidental
Beat it up like a instrumental
Leave a nut all in her weave
Bitches saying I'm disrespectful
You don't like it don't fuck wit me
Niggas better not trouble me
Bodies drop in the Six side
Heart froze when Frost dropped but I turnt mad when Clipz died
Bullets fly when I grip mine
Same size as french fries
Shot the opps when I'm on the road
And I stab a mo when I'm inside
I'm on a mad ting
My head hotter then palm springs
Can't lie my gun dirty like all the dishes in moms sink
Fiends callin they want bling
Point eights that's a hundred nigga
Little short but its always fire
Why you think they keep coming nigga
In the trap gettin blunted nigga
People saying I'm to hype
Knuckle up I'll brush a nigga
Eat his food no food fight
Thickened out some fools wife
Regular
True story
Asking all these hoes one question
What the fuck could you do for me

[Hook]
Gettin money while the feds watch me from a Impala
Shot a nigga in his chest just cause he get dollars
Real niggas over here we don't got bitch problems
Said real niggas over here we don't got bitch problems