Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Hear Me Doe

Call me psychotive but I'm bad, yo
And I'ma do ya bad,
And when I come, I'm bustin' up to hear me, black
Ya should of let a nigga see

If there was niggas and bitches and and niggas that hated me
Huh, I waited for my to come-of-age
And now I'm of-age I can't escape the fuckin' page
So I guess nigga D is up to hit again

I kicks the shit and coke and stupid like I'm Gilligan
I'm P, supposed to hit a lick for a
The only thing I gained is the of niggas comin' back
Nigga for they shit, aggravated and pissed

Niggas they can't fuck with my
I'm here to 'em off for chunk
A D E A T H L Y, a motherfuckin'
And I be with the brass

Don't answer with the in your hood
He break your to roll a pass, nigga
Don't even stop to say "Whattup", 'cos I bust for the
And pay some quick to a motherfucker up

Next time you stop me on block,
I you leave the place
Or be the next to meet the face-to-face
Nigga, I the one to take no bullshit

'Cos see a like the D
Is game to empty out the clip
So I come for ya, act like ya know
Sittin', motherfuckin' smooth to the curb but you hear Doe

I'ma bring ya to ya
(Uh)
Do it the G-to-O
(Yeah)
Bustin' on ass but still I see
That you don't me doe
(But you don't me doe)

ya to ya asshole
(Uh)
Do it the G-to-O
(Yeah)
on that ass but still I see
That you don't me doe

It's to fuck em up, here it comes, blast, nigga
Thump to your chest and comin' out your ass, nigga
I apart, livin' my life as a criminal
Niggas G to kill but still I see that you don't me doe

So serve it to ya fat, hit the deck, mate
Hit the mate, call me Flipper when I checkmate
divertin' nine, Tre-9, full Glock, Glock
My Glock sounds and it don't stop

So nigga the swisha quick
And I'ma blaze till the burn me off my fingertips
'Cos, see a nigga say high
I try to smoke I can't smoke and then I won't smoke

But I got my fingers on my shit
And click, click, click, ya die, die, die, ya dead,
You tried to test the wrong nigga, be a
from St.Paul but clockin G's down in Texas
Some think I'm cos I play it cool

But I ain't the average
I do the shit that won't do
Huh, like whip a woodie for his bank
Then that I gate and grab his bitch
And do the same

And I will up the asshole
Collectin' on my drips as
I but you don't hear me doe

bring ya to ya asshole
(Uh)
Do it the G-to-O
(Yeah)
on that ass but still I see
That you don't me doe
(But you hear me doe)

Bring ya to ya
(Uh)
Do it like the
(Yeah)
on that ass but still I see
That you don't me doe

Ain't no mistakin' what I'm
You still ain't had enough
So I'ma continue to break you off for ass chunk
May it be nine, may it be a gauge, may it be a

Any way you come I'm in motherfuckin shit, mate
Huh, a nigga bustin' caps, smokin'
Quick to bring it to your ass and keep on goin' till ass die
And it no runnin' down dem backstreets

I got slugs to catch 'em with
Carl on the track meet
Huh and you wanna test a nigga so
Audi 5, nigga, to see ya go but you don't hear me doe

I'ma ya to ya asshole
(Uh)
Do it like the
(Yeah)
Bustin' on ass but still I see
That you don't me doe
(But you don't me doe)

Bring ya to ya
(Uh)
Do it like the
(Yeah)
Bustin on ass but still I see
That you hear me doe

Yeah, it