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Dj Hype

that opera and Shakespeare shit I stuff my ears with cotton when you rap I don't hear shit, you niggas are excess waste A hundred percent of the mainstream crowd, receive pure shit The hottest DJ

baguettes, uh Don't Speak, uh huh, I'm gettin Gwen Stefani Tossed up, sellin' pussy like every week So don't fight me, uh, you can hype me, that's right

the Cavalier's kickin my charm in this Simply because I'm in this, I'm as dope as a pharmacist Calmin this? Hype as a rattle be shakin and rippin the

no-no A dancer like a go-go? Oh no My lip be sort of kickin sort of funky like a hobo Sucker, I'm like a hype hip-hop gangster gettin dumb Instead of

with your best friend? We could all have some fun, believe me And whats up with these new niggas? And why they think it all comes so easy But get it while you here boy Cause all that hype

a scar When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through I'm what it is i'm Macdola hype with a game to

see you, and bang 'til you hang up Your life on line, but here's the truth You ain't hype to die, but you hype to shoot You let the Henny talk for you

Verse 1a?? Pressure Let's get introductions aside, Pressure, Omni and Suffa tonight busting the mic like, Lately I've been hearing nothing but hype, Pen

Yo, on the m-i-c right about now, I go by the name of big daddy kane. i got my Man scoob lover on the side of me, dj mister cee on the wheels of steel