Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Noise, artist - Snap Capone
Date of issue: 12.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Noise |
Call me what you want but you can’t call me broke |
I’m burning all these bridges I don’t cross no more |
I don’t trust no more, I don’t love no more |
I don’t feel this niggas, I don’t feel these bitches, man fuck them all |
I’ve just got a new whip like skrr |
I’m the man with the bands, that’s the word |
Nowadays I get racks for a verse |
I know God but I never go church |
I got stabbed and my boy got merked |
And if I died then it would’ve been worse |
A hundred and fifty young G’s on my curb |
Get him done when I give em that word |
Nigga don’t say «word», this ain’t '06 |
This ain’t back then, man be on some grown shit |
Yes bitch, yes bitch, this ain’t '06 |
Just like back then imma come and smoke shit |
Cause I be on shit, I don’t give a shit |
SW9, I be out on the strip |
Niggas say that they’re looking for me |
Get my strap, I’m out on these streets |
Local, they ain’t really on me |
They don’t really, they don’t really want beef |
Don’t be silly, don’t be playing round with me |
You want fame? |
You can hit the TV |
And boy that’s word to my G’s, word to the team |
Word to the bruddas that I’m still GG |
Niggas wanna be like me, wanna hate on me, fuck being friendly |
It’s Political Peak, all of these niggas are neeks |
All these niggas are pussies, these niggas are dickheads |
They can’t do it with me |
I’m fed up, I’m dressed up in black, I don’t call my niggas and that |
I do it myself, I circle the streets, my niggas will tell you the facts |
Fuck all the fame and the money |
These niggas must think that it’s funny |
These niggas run laps when it’s sunny |
Call me what you want but you can’t call me broke |
I’m burning all these bridges I don’t cross no more |
I don’t trust no more, I don’t love no more |
Fam I’ve heard bare man put bare money on my head |
They ain’t making no noise, they ain’t making no noise |
They ain’t making no noise |
I don’t see this niggas, don’t see these bitches, don’t see these boys |
They ain’t making no noise, they ain’t making no noise |
They ain’t making no noise |
I don’t know these bitches, I don’t know these boys |
Suede Giuseppe sneakers, rolling round with ninas |
General Snap, got lines like Adidas |
Niggas talking beef, I hope you’re all believers |
With this AK akh I can make you see Jesus |
Never talk that cruddy shit you never live |
I’m in that 760 Beema moving devilish |
I’m a coke boy, all you niggas broke boy |
I’ve got that coke boy, forty for a box nigga oh boy |
I’m strapped with that shotty or the old boy |
Or the ting with the whistle making no noise |
It’s S-N and S-N, tell your bitch bring a bredrin |
Violate me, can’t sleep akh |
My gun got a body like a sleeping bag |
I’ll roll up in that blue or that green S Jag |
I’ll lay a nigga flat like a TV stand |
Brains on the wall, plasma |
I don’t street fight, Blanka |
I’ve got a nine and a nank and some nunchucks |
Head shot scrape a nigga’s dandruff |
If it’s beef it’s beef my nigga, Margiela, Louboutin killer |
I’m a mobster drug dealer, MJ flow, I’m a thriller |
Call me what you want but you can’t call me broke |
I’m burning all these bridges I don’t cross no more |
I don’t trust no more, I don’t love no more |
Fam I’ve heard bare man put bare money on my head |
They ain’t making no noise, they ain’t making no noise |
They ain’t making no noise |
I don’t see this niggas, don’t see these bitches, don’t see these boys |
They ain’t making no noise, they ain’t making no noise |
They ain’t making no noise |
I don’t know these bitches, I don’t know these boys |