aystar - don't listen lyrics
[intro]
jamie music
what you saying jamie you got the recipe?
scouse matic
greaze
listen, yo, listen
[verse 1]
back like cooked crack
your boy tried to offer me some spliffs but the weed was dead
i had to tell him, “f-ck that”
pulled out a rolled kosher one and said “puff that”
what that dead gal there? don’t cuff that
i couldn’t let you walk ’round with that
on a next note though i might just walk ’round with that
on an opp block and watch the sh-lls fall out the wap, listen
[chorus]
don’t listen if you don’t even listen
the waps got the type of slugs to make your bruddah go missin’
the rivers got the type of straps to make the police go swimmin’
me n-ggas got that p to make a g go and hit him
but, the acp gon’ split him, it’s a pump
the 44 bulldog will sick him, he’s f-cked
don’t listen if you don’t even listen
the waps got the type of slugs to make your bruddah go missin’
the rivers got the type of straps to make the police go swimmin’
me n-ggas got that p to make a g go and hit him
but, the acp gon’ split him, it’s a pump
the 44 bulldog will sick him, he’s f-cked
[verse 2]
when it comes to this greazy rap sh-t i’m dutty can’t n0body f-ck
see me swerving in traffic double touching on the clutch
police come while i’m doing them speeds they’re getting ducked
obviously, think i’m stopping to get sucked?
not me, that’s me that just coulda done the bus
and then squeeze through the gap, he didn’t think that i could
i thought about it twice like i don’t think that i should, listen
don’t listen if you don’t even listen
the smith & wesson’s sick, you should see the way it glistens
if i burst a couple rounds at your whip, you’ll flip it out of panic
if it hits then you’re missing, if i miss then i’m dippin’
and if i catch a case the dog’s flying out the country on a plane like i’m pippin
shadow boxing the way i caught that n-gga slippin’
kush and cali buds is what all my n-ggas piffin’
[chorus]
don’t listen if you don’t even listen
the waps got the type of slugs to make your bruddah go missin’
the rivers got the type of straps to make the police go swimmin’
me n-ggas got that p to make a g go and hit him
but, the acp gon’ split him, it’s a pump
the 44 bulldog will sick him, he’s f-cked
don’t listen if you don’t even listen
the waps got the type of slugs to make your bruddah go missin’
the rivers got the type of straps to make the police go swimmin’
me n-ggas got that p to make a g go and hit him
but, the acp gon’ split him, it’s a pump
the 44 bulldog will sick him, he’s f-cked
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