Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tell Em, artist - Snow Tha Product. Album song Good Nights & Bad Mornings 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.04.2015
Record label: Gray Cloud
Song language: English
Tell Em |
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em this, that |
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em this, that |
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em this and you can tell 'em that |
But I’m out getting chips, and where the hell you at? |
Pockets kinda chunky, call them Campbell’s |
Deep pockets and I’m looking kinda shallow |
So these haters getting mad |
Cause they can’t get out my shadow |
But the product got the weapon |
And the posse got the ammo |
If you wanna bust a Rambo I can bust a soprano |
Cause the click stays strapped like some Jesus sandals |
I’ll be this, I’ll be that, but don’t believe a word of them |
'Cause that shit’s just as fake as the stupid bitch you heard it from |
I’m killing game and burgling them, spitting flames and burning them |
These haters don’t deserve me, huh, because they mad I’m serving them |
No time for being worrisome, these haters ain’t nothing |
And I got a poker face with all these bitches bluffing |
This chick’s hot as an oven, the product stopping for nothing |
I’m popping, locking, and busting, these chickens off and be clucking |
So watch me get my dumb kids and ride this thing out |
Snow tha product’s in this bitch, whatchu gotta say now? |
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em this, that |
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em this, that |
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em this and you can tell 'em that |
But I’m out getting chips, and where the hell you at? |
Tell them all that you done letting me in and that I’m stuck up |
That I ain’t ever going to do shit and that I’m fucked up |
Tell them whatever you want cause I am whats up |
And I know that you mad cause you’re trash, dump truck |
So run your mouth, tell your buddies that I’m not the shit |
But when they get my mixtape and you’re not hot as this |
You about to watch your friends turn around the opposite |
Direction as you question how can they be down with product bitch |
So tell tell tell stories just as fake as you |
And talk talk talk just as much as all haters do |
And every time you talk music, bring my name up, boo |
Cause every time you talk shit I’m your mamma’s crib, I’m making loot |
So bitter haters make your YouTube comments |
Cause I’m the shit and your boo boo honest |
So let me do me while you do not shit |
Money talks but you ain’t even on the same topic |
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em this, that |
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em this, that |
Tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em this and you can tell 'em that |
But I’m out getting chips, and where the hell you at? |