DJ Drama - Yall Dont Hear Me lyrics
DJ Drama [Tyree Cinque Simmons] Philadelphia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[DJ Drama - Yall Dont Hear Me lyrics]
Yeah, Philly in this bitch! Loso waddup?
I'm from a city where the skinny niggas ride
With a Semi 45, make the
Biggest niggas fold up, roll up
I dunn seen the realest niggas froze up
When that Mac squeezing hollows
Leave your back, leaking that
Decent if you want to
Everytime I come through
Everybody whispering
Talking what they gon' do
Hundred grand in straight cash don't make
Me put it on you
And have your own homies trying to swarm you
I'm sworn to
Riding with this Glock 40 and I got it on
Too they tell me to put it down
But they don't know what I'm going through
Niggas playing checkers, and this is chess
So what's a pawn to a king
That nigga got his money right
You niggas on a hunger strike
When I was dеad-broke
Man I used to grind a hundred a night
A hundrеd a days selling white
I tell you it ain't nothing nice
I be going so hard
I don't see my son at night
Baby mama bitching
I'm just trying to get my young'un right
Started with a dollar, to a half a ticket
And I just signed my deal today
For all you rapping niggas
Money ain't a joke
You see me laughing niggas?
All my goonies they ain't talking
They just clapping niggas
You gonna think my dog a roofer
Brought a ladder with him
My other homie a mechanic
Got his ratchet with him
And they shootin' for real
They shooting to kill
I got some homies upstate, they doin' a will
I remember niggas shooting for dear life
30 years on us, cops pulling the red lights
We riding with them hammers
Know a couple young'uns that
Died before their grandma
Trying to play with hammers
A lot of niggas fronted back when
I was in the slammer
But, now I got that paper in
And I be going bananas
Like Tony the Montana, Nino and the Carter
Got me leaning even harder with
This Nina in my cargoes
I can't meet em any farther if
The niggas want the work
Tell em meet me out North
20- something and Berks
Used to be with 50 niggas
20 of em got murked 20 of them turned pussy
The other 10 put in work
Yeah! I'm screaming "this is the life"
If you ain't hoopin' then
You whipping the white
Or either hitting the white
I talked to em try to give them advice
Niggas get left
They wasn't living too right
Yeah! Uh, niggas get left
They wasn't living too right
Y'all don't really hear me tho
I'm from a city where the skinny niggas ride
With a Semi 45, make the
Biggest niggas fold up, roll up
I dunn seen the realest niggas froze up
When that Mac squeezing hollows
Leave your back, leaking that
Decent if you want to
Everytime I come through
Everybody whispering
Talking what they gon' do
Hundred grand in straight cash don't make
Me put it on you
And have your own homies trying to swarm you
I'm sworn to
Riding with this Glock 40 and I got it on
Too they tell me to put it down
But they don't know what I'm going through
Niggas playing checkers, and this is chess
So what's a pawn to a king
That nigga got his money right
You niggas on a hunger strike
When I was dеad-broke
Man I used to grind a hundred a night
A hundrеd a days selling white
I tell you it ain't nothing nice
I be going so hard
I don't see my son at night
Baby mama bitching
I'm just trying to get my young'un right
Started with a dollar, to a half a ticket
And I just signed my deal today
For all you rapping niggas
Money ain't a joke
You see me laughing niggas?
All my goonies they ain't talking
They just clapping niggas
You gonna think my dog a roofer
Brought a ladder with him
My other homie a mechanic
Got his ratchet with him
And they shootin' for real
They shooting to kill
I got some homies upstate, they doin' a will
I remember niggas shooting for dear life
30 years on us, cops pulling the red lights
We riding with them hammers
Know a couple young'uns that
Died before their grandma
Trying to play with hammers
A lot of niggas fronted back when
I was in the slammer
But, now I got that paper in
And I be going bananas
Like Tony the Montana, Nino and the Carter
Got me leaning even harder with
This Nina in my cargoes
I can't meet em any farther if
The niggas want the work
Tell em meet me out North
20- something and Berks
Used to be with 50 niggas
20 of em got murked 20 of them turned pussy
The other 10 put in work
Yeah! I'm screaming "this is the life"
If you ain't hoopin' then
You whipping the white
Or either hitting the white
I talked to em try to give them advice
Niggas get left
They wasn't living too right
Yeah! Uh, niggas get left
They wasn't living too right
Y'all don't really hear me tho