lirik lagu scarface - you don't hear me doe
[dmg]
call me psychotive but i’m bad, n-gg- yo!
and i’ma do ya bad, black
and when i come, i’m bustin up n-gg-s to hear me, black
ya should of never let a n-gg- see
if there was n-gg-s and b-tches and b-tches and n-gg-s that hated me
huh, i waited for my date to come-of-age
and now i’m of-age i can’t escape the f-ckin front page
so i guess that n-gg- d is up to hit again
i kicks the funky sh-t and c-ke, and stupid like i’m gilligan
i’m p, supposed to hit a lick for a jack
the only thing i gained is the pain of n-gg-s comin back
n-gg- lookin for they sh-t, aggravated and p-ssed
n-gg-s they can’t f-ck with my clique
i’m here to break em off for chunk
a d-e-a-t-h-l-y, a motherf-ckin punk
and i be rollin with the br-ss
don’t answer with the ziggers in your hood, he break your neck to roll a
p-ss, n-gg-
don’t even stop to say ‘whattup?’ cos i bust for the f-ck
and pay some quick to light a motherf-cker up
next time you stop me on your block, i hope you leave the place
or be the next to meet the lord face-to-face
n-gg-, i ain’t the one to take no bullsh-t
cos see a n-gg- like the d is game to empty out the full clip
so when i come for ya, act like ya know
sittin motherf-ckin smooth to the curb but you don’t hear do’
[chorus:]
i’ma bring ya to ya -sshole (uh)
do it like the g-to-o (yeah)
bustin on that -ss but still i see that you don’t hear me do’
(but you don’t hear me do’)
bring ya to ya -sshole (uh)
do it like the g-to-o (yeah)
bustin on that -ss but still i see that you don’t hear me do’
[dmg]
it’s time to f-ck em up, here it comes, blast, n-gg-!
thump to your chest and they comin out your -ss, n-gg-
i grew apart, livin my life as a criminal
n-gg-s g to kill but still i see that you don’t hear me do’
so i’ma serve it to ya fat, hit the deck, mate
hit the deck mate, call me flipper when i checkmate
d-um divertin nine, tre-9, full glock, glock
my glock makin sounds and it don’t stop
so n-gg- p-ss the swisha quick
and i’ma blaze til the motherf-cker burn me off my fingertips
cos, see a n-gg- gotta saty high
i try to smoke til i can’t smoke and then i won’t smoke
but still i got my fingers on my sh-t
and click, click, click, ya die, die, die, ya dead, b-tch!
you tried to test the wrong n-gg-, be a tested
straight from st.paul but clockin g’s down in texas
some think i’m talk cos i play it cool
but i ain’t the average motherf-cker, i do the sh-t that n-gg-s won’t do
huh, like pistol whip a woodie for his bank
then after that i gate and grab his b-tch and do the same thang
and i will pain up the -sshole
collectin grips on my drips as i stroll but you don’t hear me do’
[chorus]
[dmg]
ain’t no mistakin what i’m bringin, you motherf-ckers still ain’t had
enough
so i’ma continue to break you off for proper -ss chunk
may it be 9, may it be a gauge, may it be a shank
any way you come i’m in your motherf-ckin sh-t, mate!
huh, a n-gg- bustin caps, smokin fires
quick to bring it to your -ss and keep on goin til your -ss die
and it ain’t no runnin down dem backstreets
cos i got slugs to catch em with carl lewis on the track meet
huh, and still you wanna test a n-gg- so
audi 5, n-gg-, hate to see ya go but you don’t hear me do’
[chorus]
yeah, check it!
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