Just Don’t Speak

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Joe Scudda - Rap

Just Don’t Speak

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[Verse 1: Joe Scudda] When I talk, don't speak just listen Like music, I give you the guidelines, just use it Remember where they came from, I'm the coach So shut the fuck up if you want in the game, son Or I'll have to put you in your place, the right mind Get your own style, why you wanna ride mine? Bitin' off more than you can chew Fuck with me, I'll fuck wit' you And I don't care who the fuck wit' you Girly dudes, some real squirly dudes Messin' 'round, hit you early dudes Trust me, don't believe me? Rush me I don't care about them guns you say you got 'cause your aim rusty You're not real, how dare you test me? You get your balls from Pacino and Joe Pesci TV rappers, rip kids off like CD rappers (Nooo!) Not the young scrapper or L.E.G. or Rapper Pooh We're hitting now, what the fuck y'all really wanna do? Nothing, stop fronting, start walking Grab a fucking seat and just stop talking [Hook: Joe Scudda] If you see me at the bar Just don't speak When you see me in the car Just don't speak Oh, we used to go to school? Just don't speak Me and you was never cool Just don't speak Oh, you used to know my brother Just don't speak That don't mean you know Scudda Just don't speak Oh, you wanna hold something? Just don't speak Leg, let 'em know something Just don't speak [Verse 2: L.E.G.A.C.Y.] Don't speak like No Doubt The all-pro team, another blow-out I'm saying what happened, I'm saying fuck rappin' It's too sick, I don't give a shit who spits Bastard, you see that? I'm ill enough to fuck up Any rapper that breathes air, foul how I want it Y'all riches, now, I must evolve, bitches Halle Berry lookalikes to valley scary crooked dykes I get it, girl's a gigolo A different world like Piccolo, never fade Why don't you get away, it's best that way Never know what I might say, yo, I'm unpredictable The top guns get at you, we Three Times Dope EST with a dime of coke On the frontline our hopes That you're acting like a mime, but you spoke [Hook 2: L.E.G.A.C.Y.] When you see me in the spot Just don't speak If you see me on top Just don't speak Chase me, never talk Just don't speak J League, better watch Just don't speak If you see me in the street Just don't speak Yeah, 9th do beats Just don't speak If we ain't fam Just don't speak If you see me in Missi-Ann Just don't speak [Verse 3: Rapper Big Pooh] The lead star tackle Straight hands, don't wanna hassle Swim move in your ear, hoe, hear me smack you Or crapshoot when you're dealing with the shrewd, nigga Nickname Casino Brown, I'm a huge figure Post up where the MCs at Nobody's dope, everybody just rap, they watching videos Google live by the finest hoes Cartier, flashing little neckwear, is really getting [?] Take a seat, watch this pro do it You remind me of Jamar Simpson Gayle, niggas just blew it I smoke using like the finest green Blazing up with the realest team, we getting high, niggas (Getting high) Sometimes, I wonder what's your thoughts like You couldn't bear witness to this and believe that your shit tight You probably find it hard to sleep nights Don't speak, cop the CD, nigga, this what we rock like [Hook 3: Rapper Big Pooh] If you see me in the club Just don't speak You never did show me love Just don't speak Who the fuck I look like? Just don't speak Yeah, we nice with this mic Just don't speak I never saw you at the shows Just don't speak Hands up, any row Just don't speak It's fuck y'all for now on Just don't speak Check it out, my word is born Just don't speak

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Credits

Writers
  • Joe Scudda
  • Rapper Big Pooh
  • L.E.G.A.C.Y.