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You Don't Hear Me Doe Lyrics - The World Is Yours - Scarface

Call me psychotive but I'm bad, nigga yo 

And I'ma do ya bad, black 

And when I come, I'm bustin' up niggas to hear me, black 

Ya should of never let a nigga see 

 

If there was niggas and bitches and bitches and niggas that hated me 

Huh, I waited for my date to come-of-age 

And now I'm of-age I can't escape the fuckin' front page 

So I guess that nigga D is up to hit again 

 

I kicks the funky shit and coke and stupid like I'm Gilligan 

I'm P, supposed to hit a lick for a jack 

The only thing I gained is the pain of niggas comin' back 

Nigga lookin' for they shit, aggravated and pissed 

 

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Niggas they can't fuck with my clique 

I'm here to break 'em off for chunk 

A D E A T H L Y, a motherfuckin' punk 

And I be rollin' with the brass 

 

Don't answer with the ziggers in your hood 

He break your neck to roll a pass, nigga 

Don't even stop to say "Whattup", 'cos I bust for the fuck 

And pay some quick to light a motherfucker up 

 

Next time you stop me on your block, 

I hope you leave the place 

Or be the next to meet the Lord face-to-face 

Nigga, I ain't the one to take no bullshit 

 

'Cos see a nigga like the D 

Is game to empty out the full clip 

So when I come for ya, act like ya know 

Sittin', motherfuckin' smooth to the curb but you don't hear Doe 

 

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I'ma bring ya to ya asshole 

(Uh) 

Do it like the G-to-O 

(Yeah) 

Bustin' on that ass but still I see 

That you don't hear me doe 

(But you don't hear me doe) 

 

Bring ya to ya asshole 

(Uh) 

Do it like the G-to-O 

(Yeah) 

Bustin on that ass but still I see 

That you don't hear me doe 

 

It's time to fuck em up, here it comes, blast, nigga 

Thump to your chest and they comin' out your ass, nigga 

I grew apart, livin' my life as a criminal 

Niggas G to kill but still I see that you don't hear me doe 

 

So I'ma serve it to ya fat, hit the deck, mate 

Hit the deck mate, call me Flipper when I checkmate 

D-um divertin' nine, Tre-9, full Glock, Glock 

My Glock makin' sounds and it don't stop 

 

So nigga pass the swisha quick 

And I'ma blaze till the motherfucker burn me off my fingertips 

'Cos, see a nigga gotta say high 

I try to smoke till I can't smoke and then I won't smoke 

 

But still I got my fingers on my shit 

And click, click, click, ya die, die, die, ya dead, bitch 

You tried to test the wrong nigga, be a tested 

Straight from St.Paul but clockin G's down in Texas 

Some think I'm talk cos I play it cool 

 

But I ain't the average motherfucker 

I do the shit that niggas won't do 

Huh, like pistol whip a woodie for his bank 

Then after that I gate and grab his bitch 

And do the same thang 

 

And I will pain up the asshole 

Collectin' grips on my drips as 

I stroll but you don't hear me doe 

 

I'ma bring ya to ya asshole 

(Uh) 

Do it like the G-to-O 

(Yeah) 

Bustin' on that ass but still I see 

That you don't hear me doe 

(But you don't hear me doe) 

 

Bring ya to ya asshole 

(Uh) 

Do it like the G-to-O 

(Yeah) 

Bustin on that ass but still I see 

That you don't hear me doe 

 

Ain't no mistakin' what I'm bringin' 

You motherfuckers still ain't had enough 

So I'ma continue to break you off for proper ass chunk 

May it be nine, may it be a gauge, may it be a shank 

 

Any way you come I'm in your motherfuckin shit, mate 

Huh, a nigga bustin' caps, smokin' fires 

Quick to bring it to your ass and keep on goin' till your ass die 

And it ain't no runnin' down dem backstreets 

 

'Cos I got slugs to catch 'em with 

Carl Lewis on the track meet 

Huh and still you wanna test a nigga so 

Audi 5, nigga, hate to see ya go but you don't hear me doe 

 

I'ma bring ya to ya asshole 

(Uh) 

Do it like the G-to-O 

(Yeah) 

Bustin' on that ass but still I see 

That you don't hear me doe 

(But you don't hear me doe) 

 

Bring ya to ya asshole 

(Uh) 

Do it like the G-to-O 

(Yeah) 

Bustin on that ass but still I see 

That you don't hear me doe 

 

Yeah, check it 

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