Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tell Em , by - Snow Tha Product. Song from the album Good Nights & Bad Mornings 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 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? |