Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Heard, artist - Kap G. Album song SupaJefe, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
I Heard |
Yeah, ah, yeah |
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah |
I heard they was talkin' shit about me, yeah, fuck 'em though |
I ain’t really pressed, I got shooters everywhere I know |
You know they can’t stop it, you know we gon' pop shit |
Couple racks in my pocket, you know they can’t stop it, yeah |
I can’t even lie, man, yeah, I been broke before |
Buy my bitch some Gucci, open toe and she emotional |
You know they can’t stop it, you know we some bosses |
Lay the bricks like some houses, we came up from the losses |
Yo, what you know 'bout struggles? |
Yeah |
What you know 'bout hustle? |
Yeah |
Big boss like Russel, yeah |
Bust it down, no shuttle, yeah |
First I got off my mama couch |
Then I went bought my mom a house |
Then I went to your daughter house |
Kill that pussy like slaughter house, yeah |
I done been through so much shit, don’t know how to lose |
I just might go and meet the plug up in Honolulu |
First I got that check, they be talkin' out they neck |
Swear I got play like chess 'cause I’ma win with no regrets, yeah |
Quit all that cappin', we ain’t havin' it, man |
Shout out to trouble, who reppin' it, man |
I got shooters who gon' splatter your brain |
Got a bitch from who be, who be servin' the wings |
Yeah, I got Royce with me |
Yeah, Royce, Royce with me |
Yeah, I buy more Fendi |
Yeah, all these foreigns with me |
I heard they was talkin' shit about me, yeah, fuck 'em though |
I ain’t really pressed, I got shooters everywhere I know |
You know they can’t stop it, you know we gon' pop shit |
Couple racks in my pocket, you know they can’t stop it, yeah |
I can’t even lie, man, yeah, I been broke before |
Buy my bitch some Gucci, open toe and she emotional |
You know they can’t stop it, you know we some bosses |
Lay the bricks like some houses, we came up from the losses |
Know I took a couple losses |
Trappin' hard in apartments |
Got the game from the OGs |
Couple lame niggas showed me |
Got to keep them same niggas round me |
A couple chains, not too much bling |
They ain’t down with this Cuban links |
No way I’m lyin', you can Google me |
Might be fine but what you gon' do for me? |
You might be a dime but you slackin' 3 |
Hard times back in '03 |
My last time I had to pack and leave |
Still grindin', me and Kap G |
You gon' shine, just keep on pushin' |
Caught 'em by surprise with this one |
Hope when I die, I be real one |
Got to multiply when you get it |
Look in his eyes so you can feel me |
I know you gon' ride with the king |
I know you gon' slide with the stick |
You know I was a proper king |
Know I was a doctor with them bricks |
You know I had to ask 'em on them streets |
Had to pack it, watch 'em holdin' me |
Glock is on me 'cause |
I heard they was talkin' shit about me, yeah, fuck 'em though |
I ain’t really pressed, I got shooters everywhere I know |
You know they can’t stop it, you know we gon' pop shit |
Couple racks in my pocket, you know they can’t stop it, yeah |
I can’t even lie, man, yeah, I been broke before |
Buy my bitch some Gucci, open toe and she emotional |
You know they can’t stop it, you know we some bosses |
Lay the bricks like some houses, we came up from the losses |
Talkin' shit, fuck 'em though |