Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keak da Sneak
Keak da Sneak
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charles Kente Williams
Charles Kente Williams
Songwriter
Sultan Banks
Sultan Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Traxamillion
Traxamillion
Producer

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 Hyphy, what it do, fasheezy Dat's my word Mmhmm, rah records, baby, dope game two, two 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 faids, gap backs Direct the scene, shoot 'em wit cannon, so how you wanna act Bunnatin', oppolatin' the sizzle In the cut alone fuh doin' my thizzle Oohin', drankin', throwin' up the hunneds! Solo, but on the low, my buddy (my buddy) Doin hella shit at one time My definition of hyphy man is thizzin', sniffin' lines I'm in da buildin' and I'm feelin' like yee! R. I. P to da mac d-r-e 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 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 don't think they know, thats my word (hyphy) 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-aah, ooh-aah do a little shit Brapabababay 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, bonitas, senoritas Turn the tool is the way they stay up on the feature I see my nigga in da traffic, wassupe! 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 don't 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 don't think they know, that's my word (hyphy) 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 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 I'm 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 four 15's (four 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 inhale dat shit, mayne I ain't 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 don't think they know, that's my word (hyphy) 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
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