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mistah f.a.b. - can't kill hyphy (remix) lyrics

[intro]
tr-tr-tr-tr-tr-traxamillion

[verse 1: keak da sneak]
still super duper on the uper duper
the real keak da sneak, better known as kunta
me and fabby davis finna save the yay
turn a bad situay into a happy day
hyphy can’t die, the biggest sh-t that came up out the bay
and all you little kids better listen to what papi say
if you ain’t a dj stay the h-ll out a n-gga mix
and hyphy won a 90’s recognition in 2006
still the sh-t, i write my verses in the bathroom
new sh-t, runnin’ asap, real soon
hit your trunk like boom, boom
make your plate rattle
do a [?] from oakland, [?] in seattle
ooh-ah, ooh-ah, do a little sh-tty
brrr-ra-ba-ba-ba-bang, if i lost you, you still with me?
in the buildin’ and i’m feelin’ like, “yee!”
can’t k!ll hyphy like keak da sneak

[bridge: mistah f.a.b.]
yadidamean? (fo’ sho) know what i mean? (fo’ sheezy)
this that ’06 slap, you beezy
in the buildin’ and i’m feelin’ like, “yee!”
can’t k!ll hyphy like keak da sneak

[hook: mistah f.a.b.]
still super, duper, duper, duper, duper duper hyphy (can’t k!ll hyphy)
still super, duper, duper, duper, duper duper hyphy (can’t k!ll hyphy)
still super, duper, duper, duper, duper duper hyphy (can’t k!ll hyphy)
still super, duper, duper, duper, duper duper hyphy (can’t k!ll hyphy)

[verse 2: dubee]
[?]
beast mode, n-gga been out from the get go
n-gga, what it do? [?]
let her know it’s me, that [?] b-tch n-gga reppin’ t
b-b-b-b-back at it like a crack addict
chasin’ the [?]
bay boys back at it, bags we run ’em up
cray cray, n-gga how we do in the bay n-gga
y’heard that? yadadasay n-gga?
swag outta hand, too dumb for [?]
’round here, we burn rubber and wrap bands
ill with it
right there, middle of the street, though
do it for dre, jack, ca$h and freako
crest sh-t or no sh-t
sideshow, [?] sh-t
we on our sh-t, never on your sh-t
never on ho’ sh-t, we allergic
hyphy ain’t dead, we done re birthed it

[verse 3: mistah f.a.b.]
i was up six figures when you was a lil’ n-gga
i was super hyphy when aaliyah was rockin’ hilfiger
n-ggas crazy, they get on and they forget sh-t
run it across the middle and get cracked with [?]
b-b-b-boom! he’s on his back
keak and f.a.b. and them n-ggas back
still yellow bussin’, h-lla hyphy on this track
got plaques that’s older than you n-ggas, ask ascap
you gon’ need insurance off this track, that’s aflac
10 years, n-gga droppin’ hits, n-gga back back
i was broke, got rich, went broke, got my bag back
they said that i fell off, so they ask “man, where f.a.b. at?”
makin’ millions off dope era, i’m still that n-gga you mad at
doin’ the funky chicken on these n-ggas, like a [?]
still gettin’ paid off of sh-t i made back in ’08
me, keak and dubee, on mommas they ‘gon ‘sho hate
especially when [?]

- mistah f a b lyrics

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