Ion Wanna

Royce Da 5'9" & Courtney Bell & Traxx Sanders - Rap, Detroit Rap
Ion Wanna
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Duration: 3:44
Lyrics
[Chorus: Traxx Sanders] Ohh, I don't wanna hear about it (Nah) First chance you got, you stab my back and now the lessons's learned Ohh, don't tell me shit about it Because what goes around comes around and now it's your turn [Post-Chorus: Traxx Sanders] Ohh, I don't wanna, I don't wanna Ohh, I don't wanna, I don't wanna [Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"] Looks like you niggas made up your bed, it's time to sleep in it though The drama creep through your door, it's time to reap what you sow I'm tired of sneaky insults, ya'll don't even speak with a Colt Ya'll get drunk with these thots and let the bottle speak to these hoes It's so easy to see the evil in you It fucked me up just to see the shit Meek and Sigel went through You bеing used to standing next to me in thеse streets for so many years Got you looking for heat that you could weasel into But searchin' for validation's the first step to a shallow grave, it's the worst stress All I got for you is these words left Any man who could stab a man who just gave him the shirt off his back deserves death [Chorus: Traxx Sanders] Ohh, I don't wanna hear about it (Nah) First chance you got, you stab my back and now the lessons's learned Ohh, don't tell me shit about it Because what goes around comes around and now it's your turn [Post-Chorus: Traxx Sanders] Ohh, I don't wanna, I don't wanna Ohh, I don't wanna, I don't wanna [Verse 2: Courtney Bell] Universal love, common energy, you get what you paid Witness niggas change, get on that stand and tell on they man Street shit, bred by the code, we chose to leap in Not weeps'in, niggas I thought was real get exposed for fame Nigga, we deep in, how you snitch on yo brother And come back to the block like we won't bust yo brain? We want blood, judge gave him an elbow Left him hangin' like scarecrows late at night, know that cell cold I'll never understand it, how niggas snitch and get glorified And turn on they people and don't get reprimanded Where's the law? If it wasn't for Mount Helens, on God I woulda left your baby fatherless, you kept my heart, nigga [Chorus: Traxx Sanders] Ohh, I don't wanna hear about it (Nah) First chance you got, you stab my back and now the lessons's learned Ohh, don't tell me shit about it Because what goes around comes around and now it's your turn [Post-Chorus: Traxx Sanders] Ohh, I don't wanna, I don't wanna Ohh, I don't wanna, I don't wanna
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Credits
- Writers
- Royce Da 5'9"
- Courtney Bell
- DJ Pain 1
- Traxx Sanders