Testo Just Listen - VonOff1700
Testo della canzone Just Listen (VonOff1700), tratta dall'album Just Listen
(Double)
Shit fuckin' with your head
At night, you can't lay in your bed
You get mad and can't say it (goddamn, BJ want another one)
Nigga, shit I can't speak on, got me stressed out
Toss Gang, that's somethin' I'ma step 'bout (step 'bout)
Ain't used to have shit, I felt left out (felt left out)
I was down on my dick, they ain't help out (they ain't)
I'm on dude 'nem ass 'til I check out ('til I die)
Two Micro Dracs when I step out (when I step out)
I really done left niggas stretched out (I did)
If the game on the line, he'll sellout (he'll sellout)
I'll shoot that switch with ease, nigga (I shoot it)
They need me, I don't need niggas (I don't)
Got four eyes, know how to read, nigga (I do)
I'm puttin' on for my team, nigga (for the team, nigga)
Say you don't wanna slide, what you mean, nigga? (Fuck you mean?)
That backdoor open, we really Raheem niggas (you know that)
Been spinnin' for days and I ain't seen niggas (the fuck?)
Sneak dissin' your homie for pussy, you a green nigga (weird as fuck)
Uh, that nigga that killed your homie, nigga, that's mine
And I'm right here sippin' on lean with him (sippin' on Tris)
I don't gotta worry 'bout Backend when he out
'Cause he keep that thing with him (he got his fire)
We takin' him down, from the shirt to the socks to the drawers
Whatever he bring with him (you know that)
I don't wanna kick it with niggas
Tell him don't even come if he ain't got that lean with him (for real)
Uh, I don't wanna kick it
Nigga, all our Glocks got switches (got buttons)
Rain, sleet or snow, it don't matter, we spinnin' (we don't)
If he slip or he fall, he finished (he fucked)
Any bad bitch in the 'Raq, I done hit it (I hit it)
Whatever Lil Three need, I send it (I send it)
Sayin' you killed niggas, knowin' you didn't (the fuck?)
I'm finna let the beat play out, just listen, nigga (just listen, nigga)
Nigga
You think I'm lyin', come figure me out (come figure me out)
That nigga had said my name
Mook Money was sittin' in front of his house (next day)
Right after his funeral line, we went to the hood and banged it out (go ask)
This shit so weird, I'm callin' him brother
He sneak dissin' me for some clout (man, what the fuck?)
They wanna act like they happy and all
In reality, they ain't seem to be makin' it out (they don't)
All these niggas is garbage, soon as I get in my bag, I'm takin' 'em out (I'm takin' 'em out)
He was tryna get him some food and got clapped up
We was literally stakin' him out
On a high-speed chase, 12 don't where to go
Lil Three keep fakin' 'em out, nigga (we gone)
Uh, I don't wanna kick it
Nigga, all our Glocks got switches (got buttons)
Rain, sleet or snow, it don't matter, we spinnin' (we don't)
If he slip, or he fall, he finished (he fucked)
Any bad bitch in the 'Raq, I done hit it (I hit it)
Whatever Lil Three need, I send it (I send it)
Sayin' you killed niggas, knowin' you didn't (the fuck?)
I'm finna let the beat play out, just listen, nigga (just listen, nigga)
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Russell, Davon Damon Meeks, Zakary Vrhel, Rachon Carter
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