Kam - Y'all Don't Hear Me Dough lyrics

Damn, one-time just bust a you And they 4 deep, too They seen all these caps and T-shirts And them gold thangs underneath the skirts But the law ain't been broken Wait, I see 3 white cops and one token Oh, so that explains it, no doubt Uncle Tom pointed us out But I ain't tryin' to get jacked They give me static, I'm givin' the sh** back 'Cause I ain't did nothin' wrong And this L.A. drama been goin' on too long So it's on if they touch me Matter of fact, they better Starsky-and-Hutch me 'Cause fool, I ain't waitin' I'm 5000, so much for gold Daytons I hit a side street and circled twice Shook 'em like hot dice Parked the toy in a driveway 'Cause the same thing happened last Friday I tried to tell you They was devils once befo' But y'all don't hear me though Hey, fellas You guys know who I'm talkin' to Hey, fellas You guys know who I'm talkin' to Damn, this baby pagin' me, 911 Who is that? This bad-a** white girl from Aw n***a, you went out like a straight Boyscout What you talkin' 'bout? Fool, this girl a straight freak Yeah, she probably have your a** at the clinic every week Askin' the doctor, "Have you ever seen this?" With a long-wired q-tip, stuck up your penis Waitin' for the test results to come back from upstairs While you say your prayers And ask yourself,?Was it really worth it?? Before Casanova crossed over, everything was perfect But you wasn't satisfied with the sisters So now you got blisters Trick or treat? Aw, n***a, you can eat a dick Or vice versa, that's how you treat a trick n***a like you who ain't learned That hittin' pale skins'll get you burned Man, y'all better let them white hoes go But y'all don't hear me though Hey, fellas You guys know who I'm talkin' to Hey, fellas You guys know who I'm talkin' to Damn Kam, I got a migraine, what you eat? Just some pork chops and pig's feet And a couple of strips of bacon What? And my head just started achin' I hate to say,?I told you so? but I told ya You couldn't take it from a soldier Kam got the ham broken down to a science So keep it out your appliance Cat plus rat plus dog equals hog Poison-a** animals, people need to ban 'em all n***a, I been eatin' pork all my life and I'm cool Fool, you don't know what you're missin' Listen that's the reason why you get sick so quick And spend a straight grip with doctor Tom Slick So he can fill your prescription For your a**, for your headaches and your hyper tension When all you gotta do is stop eatin' the swine And everything'll be fine Black folk better leave that pork at the sto' But y'all don't hear me though Hey, fellas You guys know who I'm talkin' to Hey, fellas You guys know who I'm talkin' to Damn, my n***a got stretched He's down for the K.O., for movin' that lleyo And now they askin' him to snitch I hate to say it but the n***a dug his own ditch So now he's caught in a catch 22 Damned if he don't and f**ed if he do Lookin' at 15 with a L Scared he'll touch down, so what the hell He starts singin' like a bird Federal detectives recordin' every word Puttin' n***as in a twist, steppin' on toes How long will he last? God only knows Ballin' outta control, gotta put on a hold So it's on like that, n***a, where my n***as at? It ain't like he didn't know 'Cause I damn sure, told him, he just ain't hear me though