Ya Heard Me

(feat. Trey Songz, Juvenile & Lil Wayne)

(Intro:)

Wisha, wisha, wisha wannnn

It's B Gizzle (Heard me)

(Cut the music up, Ya that's good)

Too Hood 2 Be Hollywood (Bet something, shoot something)

One of the realest ****** ever don't it, right chyea, live and in living color

(I know you ain't gon do nothing, get em)

(Verse 1: B.G.)

It's like B. Gizzle, the world wide ghetto pass

I'm reppin *****, take a flight to them other land

I fear God only, never fear another man

It's never one hustle, I always got a backup plan

It ain't no secret I can tell ya bout the gutta man

I'm a write a book on how to come out the struggle man

Now come through, you know what's in them dufflebags

Alot of gats, alot of cash, and some ski masks

You know my street pass, it been certified

Stop lying I'm a g you been hear about

Stop repping, you a ***** I been a heard of you

You playin with a gangsta homie then murder you

Oh you lookin for me, but the homie lookin for you

Have yo people wearing a rest in peace s*irt of you

My reputation on the block been A-1

I'm the same in, ***** I been since day

(Chorus: Lil Wayne (Trey Songz))

I said bet somethin, shoot somethin

You just talking I know you ain't gon do nothin

***** ***** (ya heard me?)

If you got something to lose, you gon lose something unless you do something

So (ya heard me?)

Gotta use what you've learned, to receive what you've earned

Make sure (ya heard me)

Real ****** do real things and there's alot of real ****** in the game

I know you heard me

You say (ya heard me), I say (ya heard me), He say (ya heard me),

I know you heard me, she say (ya heard me), everybody like it when I say (ya heard me)

(Verse 2: Juvenile)

You got alot of nerve

They talkin alot of hurt

Only round yo homies, when I'm round you know, not a word

I'm a heathen that fights for what he believes in, and I ain't got no plans on leaving till I get even

Salt and pepper, ***** I'm seasoned for any reason

The day you want something with Juve, come on and see him

My G ain't gon allow me to lose, I'm busting shots back as soon as you ****** move

Eww, I'm not a fan of fools that's why I got attitude

Runnin your mouth to me, I'm a try to get at a dude

Don't even have a tool, what is you tryna prove

Gon head and choose ya (? ), cause I'm a shoot

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: Lil Wayne)

And open my fitted, I'm commited to my city

Anything I will commit it just to show that I'm commited

Commit it then get aquitted

Aye Gizzle let me get em, Gizzle let me get em

Eat em up and s*it em (ha)

And ain't no explanation for this damn insanity

I'm a monster like I'm part of the Adams Family

And some say I am old, but I'm new to a few

And I'm blessed... esh you

I came to get me and I got you

And I'm so me and I'm not you

And even if you get married you could'ntdo what I do

Now let me get high off my drug scandals

Lifes a gamble...

(Chorus)