Lyrics You Heard What I Said - J. Stalin, Hoodstarz

You Heard What I Said

The Mekanix\nJ. Stalin\nCh, ch\nHoodstarz\nHere, here, here, here we go\nNonstop with the white, how I get that change\nNo rigs, no chains, just rubberbands mane\nI’m talking rock and roll dope, yeah, that hobostank\nNo bank, just a gang of Jordans shoeboxes\nThe women wipe me down… like Boosie and Foxx nem\nAnd them thangs get to poppin if I ever feel boxed in\nThey love it when I spit it because the flow like toxic\nIf you ain’t talkin money, you ain’t talkin my topic\nCause everybody listen to me like a polygamist prophet\nPlus I make it look easy like Pro Tools and Logic\nWe can politic, but only if it’s bout chips\nI put a hold on the game like a pair of vice grips\nIt’s lonely at the top, you should come visit a pimp\nLobster and shrimp, nah, I ain’t eatin like you wimps\nI’m half hustle, half gangsta, half pimp\nYou half sucka, half snitch, all bitch\nAnd nah, I ain’t wonder, but I stack the bread\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nGet that money and put a price on your head\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nThey told you anything else, you misled\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nThe flow retarded, I need special ed\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nI’m under the influence of this good weed and this Patron Silver\nCross over the dumb part, bitch, and come fuck with a real nigga\nScoot Dogg looked at it, Hoodstarz get at me, yeah\nNigga I’m so solid, I keep it 100\nDiamonds in my necklace, watchpiece I’ll\nUh, I check guap boy, get it how I live\nUh, on my mama, these grape swishers taste like bubbalicious\nTryna step in simple and small, but it’s starting to set in vicious\nBitch we riding with J. Stalin, fuck who…\nBurner knock your block from your shoulders, cause we bout it\nCheah, tuck the 40 right by the wallet\nI promise your pull up to my corner, and I’ll make it vomit\nGyeah, you don’t rock how we rock bitch!\nSlide in something foreign, the front seat look like a cockpit\nNo… I ain’t wonder but I stack bread\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nAnd nah, I ain’t wonder, but I stack the bread\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nGet that money and put a price on your head\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nThey told you anything else, you misled\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nThe flow retarded, I need special ed\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nI’m on the block yelling «hurry up and buy soon!»\nRapping ain’t movin no more, they sellin iTunes\nSo I hip hop the same spot, one room\nShop open all night, I re-cop by high noon\nThis my music, the 40 give him live tunes\nHard niggas turn soft, call em sassoons\nI laugh at these rap dudes\nI guess if he the shit, then I’m the fucking bathroom\nThese niggas heard what the fuck I said\nYou fuck around and be in pieces like a loaf of some bread\nI said it once and I ain’t said it again\nI ain’t selfish, I give it to you and a friend\nI got 2 feet in, the streets love, I’m wildin\nAnd Oakland got my back with J. Stalin\nHoodstar nigga, check the criminal files\nAnd you McDonald working ass niggas, stick with cows\nNah, I ain’t wonder, but I stack the bread\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nGet that money and put a price on your head\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nThey told you anything else, you misled\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said\nThe flow retarded, I need special ed\nYou heard what I said, you heard what I said