paroles de chanson Let Me Hear Summ - Aceyalone feat. Casual & Big Arch
[Chorus:
repeat
2X]Lemme
hear
somethin'
Lemme
hold
somethin'
Roll
somethin'
Lemme
show
you
somethin'
What'chu
know
good
What's
poppin'
wit'chu
What's
happenin'
What's
crackalackin'?
How
you
mackin'?
You
still
bad
actin'?
[Verse
1:
Aceyalone]I'll
be
in
the
back
rappin'
Clownin'
and
laughin'
Jumped
up
When
I
heard
somebody
was
cappin'
I'm
usually
kickin'
it
and
coolin'
and
lampin'
Then
I
heard
wackass
rappers
was
runnin'
rampant
They
always
wanna
sample
it
Take
it
for
they
own
And
take
it
home
But
they
eventually
break
a
bone
But
I'ma
take
'em
on
To
the
break
a
dawn
I'll
take
your
girl
and
make
her
moan
Shit
I'm
in
the
zone
Sorry
for
fuckin'
up
your
little
tea
party
My
bad,
just
wanna
show
you
how
we
party
Losers
night
out,
hit
the
club
like
a
champ
Find
me
a
spot
on
the
floor
and
set
up
my
camp
Cuttin'
up
the
amps
and
dancin'
with
some
ladies
Been
livin'
shady
since
the
late
eighties
A
date
maybe,
in
a
purple
moon
I
was
dippin'
so
hard
that
I
broke
the
spoon
I
like
to
float
about
five
feet
off
the
floor
Offa
brown
rum,
green
bud
and
off
tour
Off
the
head,
offa
the
pacific
shore
Rhymes
galore,
what
more
could
you
ask
for?
[Chorus][Verse
2:
Casual]It's
like
the
buddha
bomb
brothers
we
gutter
I
let
'em
shine
now
I
close
the
shutters
On
the
others
so
let's
begin
The
way
I
finesse
the
pen
Keep
me
runnin'
through
women
Like
estrogen
Little
mama
with
the
sexy
skin
Still
lets
me
in
In
the
bay
jet
skiin'
With
two
lesbians
I
leans
gangsta
Whatever
you
catch
me
in
Even
a
Harley
lookin'
out
for
pedestrians
Cats
remember
the
rap
The
center
is
action
packed
Adrenaline
Raw
raps
will
hinder
them
With
more
momentum
than
a
pendulum
shift
Bear
witness
to
the
synthesis
I'm
hittin'
em
with
Casual
and
Aceyalone
You
crazy?
Imagine
your
brains
being
blown
Nigga
burn
somethin',
learn
somethin'
Blow
somethin'
like
you
want
something'
If
not,
lemme
hold
somethin'
[Chorus][Verse
3:
Big
Arch]I'm
living
large
like
a
fresh
white
3-X
You
give
me
respect
And
if
you
don't
like
it
get
the
eject
I
detect
a
gang
of
haters
in
the
380
Your
innovator
Beat
creators
Keep
thinkin
you
gon'
be
major
O
say
ya
got
me
gone
off
doja
The
rap
composer
The
shit
I
just
told
ya
Should
hold
ya
Wanna
dose
of
ya
nigga?
Hold
your
composure
I'll
be
back
in
another
twenty-four
When
I
get
sober
Lo
and
behold
A
nigga
flowin'
so
cold
I
grab
the
microphone
And
turn
it
into
a
sno-cone
Ha!
Big
nigga
gettin
my
smoke
on
When
I
leave
I'll
still
be
bumpin
up
on
the
system
in
your
home
Uh!
While
you
willin'
to
get
it
on
I'll
be
killin'
this
song
Got
you
feelin'
it
in
your
bones
The
chrome
steady
driven
it
in
your
dome
Makin'
sure
you
niggaz
get
it
and
then
I'm
gone
I'm
through
your
zone
like
I'm
Jerome
Bettis
n'
Ha!
You
know
you
gon'
get
it
if
I'ma
give
these
niggaz
a
dose
of
they
own
medicine
You
come
off
in
this
nigga's
home
Showin'
the
wrong
ettequitte
C'mon
killa
Mind
your
manners
my
gorilla
There's
plenty
of
scrilla
And
bananas
for
a
nigga
But
you
gotta
be
a
go
getta
Get
you
a
good
girl
Don't
get
you
no
gold
digga
[Chorus]
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