paroles de chanson Ain't Heard Nuthin Bout You - Lil Bibby feat. Lil Herb

These rappers is actors, they life is in scenes
You catch me in traffic, got pipes with the beams
Got so many clips that I could make a movie
Herb got the Uzi up under the Coogi
Them niggas with you they look like some goofies
Don′t try to rob me you gon' have to shoot me
Nigga try to rob me?
That′ll never happen keep my Smith & Wesson hollows to his chest and someone call a reverend taught that boy a lesson here come 9/11
Stand right over him and check if you ain't check him
4 nickel jams, damn he caught a blessin'
Better not come through flexin′ all my niggas reckless
If you lookin′ for us, just pull up on Essex
I trap on the corner no matter the weather
A stack for the sweater, I trap in Margielas
Shooters they with me they pack a Beretta
She let me fuck from the back when I met her
That 357 will send you to heaven these niggas is tellin' my niggas is felons
My bitches dikin′ like they name was Ellen
Laughin' at niggas like they name was Kevin
Aye
Codeine what I′m sippin, gas what I'm inhalin′
Posto what you smellin'
Rollin' up Dutchies in the living room, got my momma yellin
Chill out why you trippin′? Fuckin′ up my session
Here a couple hunnits', go watch channel 7
Momma knew I was the man since I was 7, therefore she don′t give a damn about the present
I hop on the track you could see what I'm spittin′
You niggas wouldn't believe how I′m livin'
I don't think they could take the heat in the kitchen
I pray my young niggas get freed out the prison
My block is hot, the polices is flippin′
My niggas savage don′t need a religion
I see niggas oppin' then I′m going shoppin', I pop out the cut then I′m squeezin' and dippin′
Ha
And we call that completing a mission
You know everywhere we go got like 2 or 3 poles, shoot them bitches if you look suspicious
Play with me, you gon' sleep with the fishes
No them killers don't shoot from a distance
And them niggas ain′t leavin′ a witness
Eat up tracks, man this beat was delicious
That fuck nigga ain't gon′ shoot
Niggas is cappin' they say that they savage but I ain′t heard nothin' ′bout you
Ha, that fuck nigga ain't gon' shoot
They say that they trappin′ they claim that they got it but I ain′t heard nothin' ′bout you
Before me and Bibby had verses and show money pilin', we was just young niggas wildin′
Even though I be rappin' ′bout murders and violence, when the police come I'm silent
Louie V on my shirt and Gabanna my shades, Versace my belt I be stylin'
Yo bitch say she in love with my hot nigga verse, now she suckin′ my dick for freestylin′
I'm still puttin′ on for my city
Fuck niggas rappin' like Bibby
Still ride around with my glizzy
Pull up do a nigga like Ricky
Say you can′t get out of this game
End up murk like Kane
Y'all niggas be lookin′ like stains
Yung Berg I take a nigga chain