paroles de chanson Can You Hear Me - Killer Mike
Ay
man,
It's
your
big
bruh,
Killer
Kill
from
the
Ville
man
Grind
Time
Rap
Game
Bang,
bang,
bang
You
know
the
mantra,
you
know
what
we
about
I
just
wanna
say
right
now
man,
if
they
tell
you
man
you
can't
come
up
man
You
better
go
against
everything
they
say
(cause
they
lying
to
you
homie
go
against
everything
they
tell
you)
I'm
about
coming
from
nothing
and
becoming
something
(forget
about
it
man)
This
music
is
the
soundtrack
to
your
success,
man
All
you
gotta
do
is
wake
up
and
decide
you
want
it
Is
it
because
momma
made
me
a
winner
I
know
that
it's
tough,
it
ain't
a
place
for
a
sinner
They
told
me
give
up,
I'm
goin'
hard
for
the
Winner
But
now
that
I'm
up,
they
putting
traps
on
a
nigga
trying
to
take
it
away
(While
I'm
getting
this
cash,
deep
in
the
bundles)
(Getting
it
fast,
trying
to
do
what
I
want
to)
(They
on
my
ass,
but
I'm
keeping
'em
from
you)
(160
on
the
dash,
they
don't
see
when
I
come
through)
Everybody
know
a
lil'
nigga
like
me
Never
should
have
made
it
it's
unlikely
I
never
be
at
the
T-O-P
Made
it
from
the
bottom
of
the
ADV
Running
to
the
cars
with
a
pocket
full
of
D
Begging
them
junkies
buy
dope
from
me
Told
'em
I'll
give
5 what
they
pay
for
3
My
bitch
she
was
grinding
all
the
way
to
a
key
These
niggas
had
a
fucked
up
vision
' bout
me
Thought
I
was
gonna
be
still
in
the
street
With
a
broke
bitch
and
a
box
caprice
Trying
to
live
good
off
a
quarter
key
Shitting
me
talking
'bout
thats
all
I
be
Nigga,
I'm
what
an
Atlanta
Georgian
be
Playin'
took
my
motherfucking
heart
you
see
Young
Killer
Kill
from
the
ADZ
Is
it
because
momma
made
me
a
winner
I
know
that
it's
tough,
it
ain't
a
place
for
a
sinner
They
told
me
give
up,
I'm
goin'
hard
for
the
Winner
But
now
that
I'm
up,
they
putting
traps
on
a
nigga
trying
to
take
it
away
(While
I'm
getting
this
cash,
deep
in
the
bundles)
(Getting
it
fast,
trying
to
do
what
I
want
to)
(They
on
my
ass,
but
I'm
keeping
'em
from
you)
(160
on
the
dash,
they
don't
see
when
I
come
through)
Ay,
Ay,
ok
yeah
like
most
black
males
I
done
made
my
fair
share
of
crack
sales
How
could
you
not
wanna
see
me
prevail
How
could
you
wanna
see
me
locked
in
jail
How
could
you
ignore
my
people
in
hell
In
Adamsville,
in
Dixie
Hill
How
could
you
take
all
the
honor
and
jobs
And
expect
us
not
to
steal
and
to
rob
And
expect
us
not
to
be
Dereck
Dobb?
Or
Terry
White
or
Charles
Black
How
could
expect
us
to
say
no
to
that
Knowing
we
poor,
knowing
we
black
Knowing
your
husband
was
sponsoring
that
Now
Iran-Contra
is
haunting
you
back
Now
we
took
the
crack
and
put
it
in
rap
Now
your
kids
is
high
off
that
Is
it
because
momma
made
me
a
winner
I
know
that
it's
tough,
it
ain't
a
place
for
a
sinner
They
told
me
give
up,
I'm
goin'
hard
for
the
Winner
But
now
that
I'm
up,
they
putting
traps
on
a
nigga
trying
to
take
it
away
(While
I'm
getting
this
cash,
deep
in
the
bundles)
(Getting
it
fast,
trying
to
do
what
I
want
to)
(They
on
my
ass,
but
I'm
keeping
'em
from
you)
(160
on
the
dash,
they
don't
see
when
I
come
through)
All
whack
rappers,
sucker
politcal
commentators,
fake
critics
You
niggas
is
just
plain
asleep
if
you
don't
notice
When
you
wake
up
you
might
have
duct
tape
on
your
mouth
and
a
ski-mask
in
your
face
Grind
Time
Rap
Game,
fucker
Bang,
bang,
bang
Let's
go
1 Intro
2 10 G's
3 Can You Hear Me
4 2 Sides
5 Pressure
6 Pressure
7 Big Money, Big Cars
8 God In The Building
9 Super Clean / Super Hard
10 Super Clean/Super Hard
11 Woke Up This Mornin'
12 Bang!
13 Grandma's House
14 If I Can't Eat Right
15 I Gotcha
16 I'm The Shit!!!
17 Can You Buy That
18 You See It
19 Good-Bye - City Of Dope
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