Ya Hear Dat

(Hook)
I say where u goin be, when da drama come, when n***s be wild’n
N da guns go to hoopin & hollering, dis da s**t dat make ya body numb
N***a da thought of death, ah make u n****s head sweat
Ya hear dat

I say where u goin be, when da drama come, when n***s be wild’n
N da guns go to hoopin & hollering, dis da s**t dat make ya body numb
N***a da thought of death, ah make u n****s head sweat
Ya hear dat (Dats on L.V. u know dat)

Verse
V mad at me, he tell me stop robbing da vics
He ain’t know it was this curse dat had me doing this s**t
Ain't dat da same dam curse dat got Belo murk
Ain't dat da same dam curse got Poo Lo Shirts
Head stood on his square, he ain't give it up
Rodriguez begged for dem names, we ain't give’em up
Vee on kill everyday, he don’t get enough
Not enough wolf tickets sold, u ain't bluffin us
Send dem flames to ya soul, tryna muscle us
This ain't Sesame Street, Snuffleleupagus
Da carbon popping, like dem h**s
On ah party bus, dat kutta dropped dem
N his whole f**kin head busted
Coke in da nose, da vic got ah head rush
F**k nigga told N got da whole crib rush
Make me explode N get ya whole crib rush
Might take ah hit N get da wrist flushed
On Scottsdale, n***gas got to stay clear of us
Extortion N murder, is da only time u heard of us
His s**t splatt, whats da other time u heard of us
Lets state facts, J.P. we had dem murders up
He smash his brother, so his celly jugged da flunky up
He read da kite, it got him hype
He jugged da flunky up
Da n***ga told, he sold his soul
He jugged da flunky up
None of my potnas told, throw dem H’s up(free Kane)
Dice games in da Poppins, N**gas got it Poppin
Tryna run off with da stash, dats why ah ni***ga mopped him
Tree slidded ah n***ga da bag, he milly rocked’em
Pure shoota
N****ga nicknamed him, John Stockon
Banana peeler, guerrilla, with dem monkey nuts
Its da Thrilla in Manila, blow 4 blow with us
I put a 38 baby on a young boy
N let it BAH, BAH
Dumb boy

(Hook)
I say where u goin be, when da drama come, when n***s be wild’n
N da guns go to hoopin & hollering, dis da s**t dat make ya body numb
N***a da thought of death, ah make u n****s head sweat
Ya hear dat

I say where u goin be, when da drama come, when n***s be wild’n
N da guns go to hoopin & hollering, dis da s**t dat make ya body numb
N***a da thought of death, ah make u n****s head sweat
Ya hear dat (Dats on L.V. u know dat)