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Cassidy - Let Me Hear Somethin 2 Lyrics

I get buzy, [Yeah, yeah, let me hear something]
Did y’all missed me?
[Yeah, yeah, let me hear something]
It’s been a minute,
[yeah, yeah, let me hear something]
But it’s still big bizness,
[yeah, yeah, let me hear something]
Let me hear something, let me hear, let me hear something
Let me hear something, let me hear, let me hear something
I ain’t scared of anything, I don’t fear nothing, let’s get it jumping
[Yeah, yeah, let me hear something]
Yo, I know my flow might offend you
Cause holmes you ain’t in to the shit that grown men do
You be into the shit that women do, you like men too
[Yeah, yeah, let me hear something]
I just gave the Benz a lobotomy, I’m probably with a bitch that will shoot you
Or get you shot for me,
You gonna need a colostomy when you gotta pee, cause you not a G
[Yeah, yeah, let me hear something]
Beef Barry is in it, I pull it and put bullets and backs that got batteries in it
I stuff the K with hollows the size of a double A and come to where your mother stay
[Yeah, yeah, let me hear something]
Shut the fuck up, I’ma speak to the people
'Let me hear something' the sequel, it’s lethal
I’m from the old school, I teach how to burn your spray,
"Alright, alright, alright, you gonna learn today"
I fired my intern today, cause she complain she had a lot of work
Now that bitch out of work, I’ma move a lot of work
Till I ain’t never gotta work, cause I know what a dollar worth
[Yeah, yeah, let me hear something]
My mom ain’t raised me to be a leech
I’m the coke spokesman, my coke tan like Caucasians at the beach
I’m balling, getting cake out in the street
Cause I’m throwing powder like LeBronn and I’m amazing with the heat
Paper chasing in the street, on the corner, getting change
Like a damn homeless man that be begging in the street
That little bitch you dating is a freak
She said to keep a smile while she like ejaculation on her teeth [skeet skeet!]
Lick the dick clean, gargle it like Listerine
since a fiend rather suck the meat then fuck and brush her teeth
I’m in the fuckin street, if I bust the heat
You’d be 6 feet fucking deep or stuck in the fucking seat
With the wheels on it, my niggas still going,
Still grinding, rocking real diamonds with the chill on it
I can’t put my Link, without a mink on
I’m bout to get my drink on and smoke till the stink gone
These rap niggas whack, I’d rather throw some n'sync on
To get the stink john to give me brain, get my think on
I’m getting paper, but not the kind you write with ink on
I got my youngins, running the water like the sink on
My drink gone my dutch done I’m bout to roll up one
Then go send my man on a dutch run, I gotta smoke,
I ball but I ain’t got a coach
I just got the toast
Anybody close can get bodied nigga, adios
My ratchet fires, all I hang around is crack suppliers
that's ridin' out off the meter like taxi drivers
You hella sweet, bite a bullet with them yellow teeth
I’m getting bread but I split your head to the yellow meat
Cause you ain’t bout the shit, you the type to shout n' shit n' scream
I really mean what’s coming out your mouth and shit
You said you’re eating but I doubt this shit,
the seats in the t2 feel like a living room couch and shit
Soft as a sofa, selling soft to the smokers, got a pocket full o of fat heads selling rock to the crack heads
i got the fiends in my air, cuz mr. cass addicted to getting cash, I’ve been fiending for years
A lot of blood swear seemin & tears, is you thugging or not?
I’m hugging the block like I ain’t seen it in years
I care for my biscuit more than my bitches
When I’m with it, I kiss it, it get jealous
So I tell it I miss it, listen
I was failing physics and chemistry class
But in the kitchen instantly jump in my chemistry bag
I know how to make my enemies mad
I had to cop some ice, but not the type that’s in my Hennesey glass
You got amnesia, your memory bad
You don’t remember me? I been a g, maybe a bitch can refresh your memory
Y’all niggaa ain’t really the niggas y’all pretend to be
See I can get you murdered my friend for a friendly fee, free
You was getting punkd before mtv
Keep drawn I get you beat on like a npc
I understand why men envy me
Cause in the end I’ma be what the niggas can never begin to be
I got the mac 10 with me, I put dudes on the news, turn to nbc

I get bizy, Yeah, yeah, let me hear something, did y’all missed me
Yeah, yeah, let me hear something
It’s been a minute, yeah, yeah, let me hear something
But it’s still big bizness, yeah, yeah, let me hear something
Let me hear something, let me hear, let me hear something
Let me hear something, let me hear, let me hear something
I ain’t scared of anything, I don’t fear nothing, let’s get it jumping
Yeah, yeah, let me hear something.


Thanks to Majd Kiwan for correcting these lyrics
 

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