That Mexican OT - Hear Me lyrics
Virgil René Gazca
[That Mexican OT - Hear Me lyrics]
Posted up on the block with the villains
They say that they feel me
They don't know how I'm feeling
I just want respect
I don't need you to fear me
I'm speaking my thoughts
I just need you to hear me
You say that it's up then
It's stuck to the ceiling
Rob OT? Boy, is you kidding me?
F-O-E but I'm close to the enemies
I can't trust nobody
Can't let them get to me
Stab me in the back, grip try killing me
Now I'm on another level
Ready to the act though
Don't say the wrong word
You getting backed up
Paddy cake with the cutter, he get clapped up
On the block with the villains
Money mission, yeah, we all gotta get it
But watch ya surroundings
'Cause for the Benjamins will
Knock off ya fitted
But, I'm rocking out with
The sticks and drums
I shoot the kid, you gon' shoot then run
You ain't 'bout it, 'bout it
You just bump and gum
I creep through the moon
I creep through the sun
Let them run that twenty yards
Then I shot 'em
Head shot, it only took one to drop 'em
Big bazooka, yeah, yeah, I got it
We'll shoot ya, yeah, yeah, I'm 'bout it
Blind scheme, yeah, yeah, I'm scouting
X marks the spot, yeah, I found them
Push up on ya block and we creeping
I gotta street sweep 'em
I could've stayed hungry
She said she wanna meet ya
She gon' put you on a dinner table and eat ya
Marching band
We gon' walk down ya block while we drumming
Open the whip, could've dip
Dropped a hundred
My Nina be singing, her sister be humming
I finger the Glock till she
Said that she coming
I'm talking 'bout that, yeah
Yeah, right on, for real
I got lighter for bosses and I
Got these cutter for busters
Just in case a didn't know for real
Whole lotta this, whole lotta that going on
Matter fact, check me out
Ay yo, is that that Mexican OT?
Posted up on the block with the villains
They say that they feel me
They don't know how I'm feeling
I just want respect
I don't need you to fear me
I'm speaking my thoughts
I just need you to hear me
You say that it's up then
It's stuck to the ceiling
Rob OT? Boy, is you kidding me?
F-O-E but I'm close to the enemies
I can't trust nobody
Can't let them get to me
Stab me in the back, grip try killing me
Now I'm on another level
Ready to the act though
Don't say the wrong word
You getting backed up
Paddy cake with the cutter, he get clapped up
On the block with the villains
Money mission, yeah, we all gotta get it
But watch ya surroundings
'Cause for the Benjamins will
Knock off ya fitted
They say that they feel me
They don't know how I'm feeling
I just want respect
I don't need you to fear me
I'm speaking my thoughts
I just need you to hear me
You say that it's up then
It's stuck to the ceiling
Rob OT? Boy, is you kidding me?
F-O-E but I'm close to the enemies
I can't trust nobody
Can't let them get to me
Stab me in the back, grip try killing me
Now I'm on another level
Ready to the act though
Don't say the wrong word
You getting backed up
Paddy cake with the cutter, he get clapped up
On the block with the villains
Money mission, yeah, we all gotta get it
But watch ya surroundings
'Cause for the Benjamins will
Knock off ya fitted
But, I'm rocking out with
The sticks and drums
I shoot the kid, you gon' shoot then run
You ain't 'bout it, 'bout it
You just bump and gum
I creep through the moon
I creep through the sun
Let them run that twenty yards
Then I shot 'em
Head shot, it only took one to drop 'em
Big bazooka, yeah, yeah, I got it
We'll shoot ya, yeah, yeah, I'm 'bout it
Blind scheme, yeah, yeah, I'm scouting
X marks the spot, yeah, I found them
Push up on ya block and we creeping
I gotta street sweep 'em
I could've stayed hungry
She said she wanna meet ya
She gon' put you on a dinner table and eat ya
Marching band
We gon' walk down ya block while we drumming
Open the whip, could've dip
Dropped a hundred
My Nina be singing, her sister be humming
I finger the Glock till she
Said that she coming
I'm talking 'bout that, yeah
Yeah, right on, for real
I got lighter for bosses and I
Got these cutter for busters
Just in case a didn't know for real
Whole lotta this, whole lotta that going on
Matter fact, check me out
Ay yo, is that that Mexican OT?
Posted up on the block with the villains
They say that they feel me
They don't know how I'm feeling
I just want respect
I don't need you to fear me
I'm speaking my thoughts
I just need you to hear me
You say that it's up then
It's stuck to the ceiling
Rob OT? Boy, is you kidding me?
F-O-E but I'm close to the enemies
I can't trust nobody
Can't let them get to me
Stab me in the back, grip try killing me
Now I'm on another level
Ready to the act though
Don't say the wrong word
You getting backed up
Paddy cake with the cutter, he get clapped up
On the block with the villains
Money mission, yeah, we all gotta get it
But watch ya surroundings
'Cause for the Benjamins will
Knock off ya fitted