Saafir - Hype Shit
2nd verse:
High speed chase down 280
I'm lookin at my oil gauge and it read you can't fade me
I'm floatin through traffic, laughin 'n' shit
but I wasn't trippin cause I had a gat with a clip under the seat
Then I heard the loud speaker speak
Pull your ass over on the off-ramp, don't try to vamp
Heart was on thumpa, the mark was on my bumper
Plus I had a zip of bomb on my lap
I couldn't dump the gat
Going into custody, can't fuck with that
Plus I got a 396 with a trick in my trunk and I'm not going out like a punk
so I bounced, fuck it
The way he was in me you would think his salary poppin
But I got mallory hook up and I'm not stoppin for shit
I'm smobbin through tricks, and trucks.
5.0's gettin sucked and I'm caught up in the rear-view
Didn't see Linda Woo trying to merge lanes, she almost hit me
Took the Richmond turn off
Hit the switch on the nitro in a lean
I felt my shit was Christine
I'm out like a muthafuckin fiend, in hype shit.