What They Say Testo
Testo What They Say
featuring Boogie V
produced by Streetracers
Who gives a shit what you’re saying?
(Verse)
Give them more, the light low, president to my payroll
Bitches love so sun, she suck dick when I slice her
Baby yelling our crew, everything I got new,
Bang-bang, she ratched, with a three hundred not you. And that’s the same, that’s a lot of pain,
Soon as I see that’s a lot that bang,
I’m making that for hotters game and I bang it, you ain’t even got no game.
I’m sniffing it, I’m kicking it, stay pimping and I style these games
Drugs and hip hop books should be and a motherfucker hall of fame.
Got a lot to think, got a lot to gain, got a lot of enemies, that’s a lot of pain
With a bad chick on you tell, no bad hoe, no juno,
Better get used to this new flow, I get rich, bitch, what you know?
I get piles of it, piles of it, don’t doubt of it when I’m flexing it,
Game and I’m ahead of it, bullshit like zombies I’m dead of it.
Damn, while I’m on this right to cali, I believe in journies, never fuck with finallies.
(Hook)
And you can say that I ain’t living right
Try to play me to the low
And I’m just showing high living life
So no surprise, I be fresh to go.
You can try to say I’m crazy,
But know that I don’t give a damn
I’ll just sit till you’re doing me, I don’t give a shit what you’re saying,
This is my letter of intent.
(Verse)
Signed yours truly, American for certain,
My life is a movie, I’m thirty for thirty
Side it to the fully, I’m dirty to dirty,
You guys need new eyes, hit the swirly, you heard me.
In the mean time, I see cash and I be like
Young MC with the MD and I said that and I mean mine.
Type of niggers, three kind, let’s end all, won’t be lying,
Third type will tell the truth but they got shit, just beat you out.
Hop in the wheel like kicking the time, stay in your drip, is getting your grind
Kick in the past, send you divine and is the best, a beautiful mind.
A shirt is the empire, I swear I be rolling stoning
I swear I should be on front of a magazine I ain’t even posted.
Chosen the coldest, just waiting on my moment,
The homie with no t, they be asking for it
These critics all in their feelings, show them off, get off of my scrotum,
They come hating all or come get it,
On last, they still gonna be way below me.
(Hook)
And you can say that I ain’t living right
Try to play me to the low
And I’m just showing high living life
So no surprise, I be fresh to go.
You can try to say I’m crazy,
But know that I don’t give a damn
I’ll just sit till you’re doing me,
I don’t give a shit what you’re saying.
(Bridge)
Promise imma do me, you just better do you,
But long as I do me ain’t no way I can lose.
It’s about the way you speak, you fools ain’t got a clue,
That should be a tittie, shawty fuck with a clue.
Promise imma do me, you just better do you,
But long as I do me ain’t no way I can lose.
It’s about the way you speak, you fools ain’t got a clue,
That should be a tittie, shawty fuck with a clue.
Recognize, recognize, recognize.
You lose, you lose, you lose.
Realize, realize, realize.
(Verse)
Talking bout me, talking bout us,
Speaking about clicks, cause we dope,
They got so more in these hoes
And possible bringing out the result.
This ain’t a race, I chase the face,
You saying nigger you broke,
Don’t fuck around, keep fuck around, you fuck around and get smoked.
(Hook)
And you can say that I ain’t living right
Try to play me to the low
And I’m just showing high living life
So no surprise, I be fresh to go.
You can try to say I’m crazy,
But know that I don’t give a damn
I’ll just sit till you’re doing me,
I don’t give a shit what you’re saying,
This is my letter of intent.
produced by Streetracers
Who gives a shit what you’re saying?
(Verse)
Give them more, the light low, president to my payroll
Bitches love so sun, she suck dick when I slice her
Baby yelling our crew, everything I got new,
Bang-bang, she ratched, with a three hundred not you. And that’s the same, that’s a lot of pain,
Soon as I see that’s a lot that bang,
I’m making that for hotters game and I bang it, you ain’t even got no game.
I’m sniffing it, I’m kicking it, stay pimping and I style these games
Drugs and hip hop books should be and a motherfucker hall of fame.
Got a lot to think, got a lot to gain, got a lot of enemies, that’s a lot of pain
With a bad chick on you tell, no bad hoe, no juno,
Better get used to this new flow, I get rich, bitch, what you know?
I get piles of it, piles of it, don’t doubt of it when I’m flexing it,
Game and I’m ahead of it, bullshit like zombies I’m dead of it.
Damn, while I’m on this right to cali, I believe in journies, never fuck with finallies.
(Hook)
And you can say that I ain’t living right
Try to play me to the low
And I’m just showing high living life
So no surprise, I be fresh to go.
You can try to say I’m crazy,
But know that I don’t give a damn
I’ll just sit till you’re doing me, I don’t give a shit what you’re saying,
This is my letter of intent.
(Verse)
Signed yours truly, American for certain,
My life is a movie, I’m thirty for thirty
Side it to the fully, I’m dirty to dirty,
You guys need new eyes, hit the swirly, you heard me.
In the mean time, I see cash and I be like
Young MC with the MD and I said that and I mean mine.
Type of niggers, three kind, let’s end all, won’t be lying,
Third type will tell the truth but they got shit, just beat you out.
Hop in the wheel like kicking the time, stay in your drip, is getting your grind
Kick in the past, send you divine and is the best, a beautiful mind.
A shirt is the empire, I swear I be rolling stoning
I swear I should be on front of a magazine I ain’t even posted.
Chosen the coldest, just waiting on my moment,
The homie with no t, they be asking for it
These critics all in their feelings, show them off, get off of my scrotum,
They come hating all or come get it,
On last, they still gonna be way below me.
(Hook)
And you can say that I ain’t living right
Try to play me to the low
And I’m just showing high living life
So no surprise, I be fresh to go.
You can try to say I’m crazy,
But know that I don’t give a damn
I’ll just sit till you’re doing me,
I don’t give a shit what you’re saying.
(Bridge)
Promise imma do me, you just better do you,
But long as I do me ain’t no way I can lose.
It’s about the way you speak, you fools ain’t got a clue,
That should be a tittie, shawty fuck with a clue.
Promise imma do me, you just better do you,
But long as I do me ain’t no way I can lose.
It’s about the way you speak, you fools ain’t got a clue,
That should be a tittie, shawty fuck with a clue.
Recognize, recognize, recognize.
You lose, you lose, you lose.
Realize, realize, realize.
(Verse)
Talking bout me, talking bout us,
Speaking about clicks, cause we dope,
They got so more in these hoes
And possible bringing out the result.
This ain’t a race, I chase the face,
You saying nigger you broke,
Don’t fuck around, keep fuck around, you fuck around and get smoked.
(Hook)
And you can say that I ain’t living right
Try to play me to the low
And I’m just showing high living life
So no surprise, I be fresh to go.
You can try to say I’m crazy,
But know that I don’t give a damn
I’ll just sit till you’re doing me,
I don’t give a shit what you’re saying,
This is my letter of intent.
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