Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Boosie Badazz
Boosie Badazz
Stimme und Gesang
Webbie
Webbie
Stimme und Gesang
Trill Family
Trill Family
Künstler:in
Big Head
Big Head
Stimme und Gesang
FOXX
FOXX
Stimme und Gesang
Mouse On tha Track
Mouse On tha Track
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Deshawn Johnson
Deshawn Johnson
Songwriter:in
Jeremy Varnard Allen
Jeremy Varnard Allen
Songwriter:in
Jonathan Reed
Jonathan Reed
Songwriter:in
Torence Hatch
Torence Hatch
Songwriter:in
W. Gradney
W. Gradney
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mouse On tha Track
Mouse On tha Track
Produzent:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Say
[Verse 2]
Due to the situation politics and codes
Let the hoes move the loads, and watch y'all roads
Man, the jokes and shit old and you real important
So no talkin' 'bout the murders, money launder, extortion
The feds, they in the area, they watchin' my home
Just waitin' on us to slip and get loose on the phone
Say, Webbie, I know that fetty got you with a fat belly
But your thinkin' cap gotta stay on and stay ready
The game ain't the same, I'm bobbin' and weavin'
Please explain why this snitch still breathin'
Say, Boosie, you know better than to fuck with that ****
He ratted on Craig, Boo, Steel, and Avin Miller
We professionals now, young entrepreneurs
So you know them fuck feds out to do us
Conspiracy a motherfucka, my ****, so walk light
And talk right 'cause one indictment get ya twenty to life
[Verse 3]
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Say
[Verse 4]
Say, Big Head, I gotta hit you right back
They got trackers on my Beamer and my Nextel tapped
We got that syrup and that work, man, who tellin' that?
Switch that purple up to that orange, now they sippin' that
Echos on my phone like a parrot on my fuckin' shoulder
Want somethin', it's face to face, try somethin', it's K to K
The white Jeep across the street, that's them fuckin' feds
"How you know?", 'Cause when I look at him, he duck his head
They want Ivyanna, Tarlaysia, and Tootie all scared
My family fuck around and lose me, it's gon' be welfare
So, lil' daddy, I'ma hit you up later
They ride with LSU shirts on in a blue Navigator
They know I'm after this paper, so they after my ass
Thirty G's up in the airport, they call in the tank
They say, "You love to ride with no legs", No, I love to get head
"You gon' be dead just like Ivy", Fuck you, feds, bitch
[Verse 5]
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
[Verse 6]
"Say, Savage, you got work?", Yeah, white as your t-shirt, playa
Well, I've been hittin' your phone, all I'm gettin' is the voicemail
I got another number, cat, you undercover rat
Playin' like that have a **** doin' a hunnid flat
I'm constantly stackin' because I wanna live lavish, mane
I'm good with this white because I know life's about havin' things
I got two bad bitches that handle business for Savage, mane
They get off the plane and I pick 'em up by the baggage claim
Straight to the boulevard, I work it and work it hard
Robbers and murderers, I serve 'em straight through the burglar bars
I fuck with them Trill boys, don't fuck with nobody else
'Cause I know I'ma take my charge and I ain't gon' tell on myself
Ho **** come to my door for the scope, but ain't nothin' happenin'
'Cause ****'ll rat on ya up in court and don't even care
I'm the lil' **** that'll make a hunnid bricks disappear
A motherfuckin' gangsta, hol' up
[Verse 7]
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
[Verse 8]
I can't talk now, this ain't the time or the place
The block hot like grits, ain't tryna catch a case
My **** just got ten in a for real way
And them bitches know who I am 'cause what my grill say
So meet me at the spot and we can run it face to face
Y'all see this Cingular gon' have a **** upstate
And if I'm upstate, how the fuck I'ma make cake?
Oh, you ain't hung up yet, you must be workin' for them snakes
You know every hood got snitches, bumpin' gums like bitches
So they won't have to live behind them fences
Sleepin' on hard bunks, pumpin' iron on them benches
**** tryna get with ya, you gon' hook or get your issue
But keep it brief, them laws never go to sleep
If you want them M&M's, meet me on ya mama's street
Don't forget to keep your eyes open
That cable man ain't hookin' nothin' up but cameras, and they scopin'
[Verse 9]
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Say round, let me hit you right back
It's hot right now, the feds got my phone tapped
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Can ya hear me now?
Say
Written by: D. Johnson, J. Reed, Jeremy Allen, Jonathan Henry Reed, T Hatch, W. Gradney
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