| When I talk, don’t speak just listen
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| Like music, I give you the guidelines, just use it
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| Remember where they came from, I’m the coach
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| So shut the fuck up if you want in the game, son
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| Or I’ll have to put you in your place, the right mind
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| Get your own style, why you wanna ride mine?
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| Bitin' off more than you can chew
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| Fuck with me, I’ll fuck wit' you
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| And I don’t care who the fuck wit' you
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| Girly dudes, some real squirly dudes
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| Messin' 'round, hit you early dudes
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| Trust me, don’t believe me? |
| Rush me
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| I don’t care about them guns you say you got 'cause your aim rusty
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| You’re not real, how dare you test me?
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| You get your balls from Pacino and Joe Pesci
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| TV rappers, rip kids off like CD rappers (Nooo!)
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| Not the young scrapper or L.E.G. |
| or Rapper Pooh
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| We’re hitting now, what the fuck y’all really wanna do?
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| Nothing, stop fronting, start walking
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| Grab a fucking seat and just stop talking
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| If you see me at the bar
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| Just don’t speak
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| When you see me in the car
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| Just don’t speak
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| Oh, we used to go to school?
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| Just don’t speak
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| Me and you was never cool
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| Just don’t speak
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| Oh, you used to know my brother
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| Just don’t speak
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| That don’t mean you know Scudda
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| Just don’t speak
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| Oh, you wanna hold something?
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| Just don’t speak
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| Leg, let 'em know something
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| Just don’t speak
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| Don’t speak like no doubt
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| The all-pro team, another blow-out
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| I’m saying what happened, I’m saying fuck rappin'
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| It’s too sick, I don’t give a shit who spits
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| Bastard, you see that? |
| I’m ill enough to fuck up
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| Any rapper that breathes air, foul how I want it
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| Y’all riches, now, I must evolve, bitches
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| Halle Berry lookalikes to valley scary crooked dykes
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| I get it, girl’s a gigolo
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| A different world like Piccolo, never fade
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| Why don’t you get away, it’s best that way
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| Never know what I might say, yo, I’m unpredictable
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| The top guns get at you, we Three Times Dope
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| EST with a dime of coke
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| On the frontline our hopes
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| That you’re acting like a mime, but you spoke
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| When you see me in the spot
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| Just don’t speak
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| If you see me on top
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| Just don’t speak
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| Chase me, never talk
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| Just don’t speak
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| better watch
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| Just don’t speak
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| If you see me in the street
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| Just don’t speak
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| Yeah, 9th do beats
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| Just don’t speak
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| If we ain’t fam
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| Just don’t speak
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| If you see me and Missy and
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| Just don’t speak
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| The lead star tackle
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| Straight hands, don’t wanna hassle
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| Swim move in your ear, hoe, hear me smack you
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| Or crapshoot when you’re dealing with the shrewd nigga
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| Nickname Casino, I’m a huge figure
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| Posed up where the MCs at
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| Nobody’s dope, everybody just rap, they watching videos
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| Google live by the finest hoes
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| Cartier, flashing little neckwear is really
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| Take a seat, watch this pro do it
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| You remind me of Jamar Simpson Gayle, niggas just blew it
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| I smoke using the like the finest
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| Blazing up with the realest team, we getting high, niggas (Getting high)
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| Sometimes, I wonder what’s your thoughts like
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| You couldn’t bear witness to this and believe that your shit tight
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| You probably find it hard to sleep nights
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| Don’t speak, cop the CD, nigga, this what we rock like
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| If you see me in the club
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| Just don’t speak
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| You never did show me love
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| Just don’t speak
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| Who the fuck I look like?
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| Just don’t speak
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| Yeah, we nice with this mic
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| Just don’t speak
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| I never saw you at the shows
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| Just don’t speak
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| Hands up, any row
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| Just don’t speak
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| It’s fuck
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| Just don’t speak
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| Check it out, my word is born |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Just Don't Speak, artist - 9th Wonder. Album song 9th Wonder Presents Dream Merchant Volume 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп