Host Wit da Most [Rappaz Remix] - remix

Intro/chorus：
Yo its the host wit da most, kid
Comin from the east coast
Yo its the host wit da most, kid
Comin from the east coast
Yeah its the host wit da most, kid
Comin from the east coast
Word bond, its the host wit da most, kid
Yeah comin from the east coast
Verse 1: dray
Well im suprised , open your eyes because its me, g
I mention i sling the slang wit me and my man just like its a frisbee
Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, i throw it like willis
Heiman, when im rhymin im makin the papes like simon
Says ta, my stick it ta master, i still be the best-a
I figgity [fuck] the flame but in the sun, now time for esther
So hi-ho im silver, im makin the papes when i kicks
The [shit] thatll make you muck when i lose his fleas, lice and his ticks
For the chicks, i be on my good foot , you get that ass kicked
So yibbida yabber yoozy, [fuck] that floozy suzy chapstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, its krazy
Im swingin my dukes of hazard just like ?? ?? on daisy
Im swayze
Chorus
Verse 2: books
Aiyo well heres the story, niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty
Lord almighty, im bringin it live g, see i be
Flippin and rippin a tongue but some niggas dont seems to digs me
So i switch, b, like billy bigsby cos im the [shit], g
U hoo dixie, they dribblin in they timberlands
I criminal mix styles, oh i flow like adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin i lost it
But i be icin crews wit the flakes til they frosted
So hip hip hooray, wantin me while i do a
New way to school a new jay, you say
'holy shamrocks , the man rocks with no beef or ham hocks'
Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grandpops
Chorus
Verse 3: dray
Well um, knock knock, whos that? guess what? my crews back
Rippin the hip-hop, penelope pitstop
Doin the bitin, the shit i be writin, youre givin me rabies
They oughta be usin my terms for sperm and makin babies
Hey ladies, i know my a-bs, im makin cds
I heard you was eatin your spinach boy, you better be eatin your weeties
Comprendo, so let your friends know im losin my noodle
Cos when it be time to doodle, i lose my scruples, ask my pupils
Im the slippery slang slipper, quick to clip a qb
Shooby dooby dooby, i do that new g
So you be kool & the gang and i puts my slang in
Hangin loosely, oh yes g, niggas be wantin to test me
Chorus
Verse 4: books
Hear ye, hear ye, dont look any further g, see he here is
Still mic checkin [shit], still dead serious
Hello there, i didnt go nowhere, whatup with the static g?
I be damagin niggas fronts like them creases in your cavity
For real though, jumpin jallopys, im rougher than hockey
I drop these bumpy cos my style is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, im flyer than the witches sweeper
Jeepers, keep ya jump, jump into it like aretha
I boogie bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant
Niggas be tryin tohang but they cant g
Will agains, im gettin elegant with the skill again
It dont mean a thang if i aint got my philly, kid
Chorus (x2)