Noreaga - Nahmeanuheard lyrics

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Noreaga - Nahmeanuheard lyrics

[Dwnlzy] Where my skateboarding n***as at? [Chorus 2x: Dwnlzy] I know you heard, know you heard I know you n***as heard Know you heard, know you heard I know you b**hes heard I know you all heard Know you heard, know you heard What what what what what what what what! Tell me you heard! [N.O.R.E.] And I wasn't there, but if I was Yo, yo, yo, yo pull that n***a over, snatch the n***a out the Rover Dat dat dat, gun shots all over There'd been a lot more gun shots goin off then they was You see my stomach all round, my dick all big So, tell 'em hoes to fix they wig And my guns come mixed like Robin kids N.O. f** ya wife, snatch ya ice And my coke come white, like Barkley wife Can't stand how, these n***as be frontin Dumpin off 8 shots, ain't hurtin nuttin And who gives a f** bout, who's spirits is better? Me and Swizz with another one, hot forever As long as my sh** is dope when I put it together And you can call Violator, for show that you whoof I like a Swizz beat, sh** already come with a hook, it go [Chorus] Yo, yo, yo, aiyyo it's hope sittin, motherf**ers know me [N.O.R.E.] Everytime I drop an album, n***as O.D. Though I send slugs at ya, and ruin your day And I'ma straight sergeon, I'll change ya face up Your like "man there's holes in me, it won't go away" You'll have no ear, when I lace ya shape up And if you even met me, you just a lucky n***a Cause really N.O., I don't f** with n***as And 9 times out of 10 they gon usually pop n***as always talk about how much j**els they got But n***a I talk guns, that's usually hot Man, I be spittin like these n***as is dead It's like herpes, it won't go away, it stay hot Cause I'ma get my money, these n***as is dead So what, I be hype, I be ready to buc From the closet, I keep my f**in gear in the truck, it go [N.O.R.E.] [Chorus] Yo, yo, yo, got the Lap Truck, tell them hoes to lap up Hit me on the 2-way, my phone is tapped up I got the feds on me, I'm supplying the coke But if ya hit me on the pager, then use them codes And don't flash no money, I act tight broke Matta fact, don't even hit me, it's too much low Only been a hood tour, no smoke to groove Cause man, I'm in this game with somethin to prove No promotions, lucky when we hit the news I was on a record label that loved to loose Beef, it don't bother us, we got God with us Rip some pieces of n***as, we got 'Card with us Man, Swizz'd drop it, I'm ready to do it Don't think a n***a nice, these n***as is stupid Man, signed a deal, rap'd sell And these n***as straight gay, these n***as is squeel, it go [Chorus]

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