Ain’t Sayin Nothin’

Lyrics

[Chorus: C.P.] Man, I hear 'em talkin' down but they ain't sayin' nothin' (Hold up) Better ease up fast, homeboy, stop frontin' Man, just look into my eyes Ain't no fear here on my side (No fear) My forty five sing lullabies Like laa la la laa la la la laa [Verse 1: Hussein Fatal] I take no pride in hatin' a nigga I rather ride by high and put eight in a nigga These days can't even keep it straight with a nigga They mad, can't even share a plate with a nigga Doped up, sleep for years, now I'm woke up Nigga talkin' down on my name is gettin' choked up Dog, you outta ya mind The free lunch is over there, B, you outta ya line Feel blessed to be in my presence, trap or street Drop a jewel every line, they just yap to beats (O.G. shit) I'm the caterpillar right before the butterfly Rock 'em to sleep, my forty-five singin' lullabies (Ohh) [Chorus: C.P.] Man, I hear 'em talkin' down but they ain't sayin' nothin' (I can hear 'em talkin down) (Hold up) Better ease up fast, homeboy, stop frontin' (Better ease up fast) Man, just look into my eyes Ain't no fear here on my side My forty-five sing lullabies Like laa la la laa la la la laa [Verse 2: B-Legit] Forty got the beam on it (beam), murda got the team on it (Team) I ain't got opponents, 'cause niggas never want it (Naw) I be eatin' donuts, cops don't patrol here Niggas got warrants soI post when the coast clear, yeah Rollin' don't wind up (Wind up) Loose lips get you beat down and tied up Yeah, hit the road for like nine months (Yeah) Came back with a case Pac ain't had in months Yeah, Porsche black like the fo'-five (Fo'-five) I hear the police takin' black lives (Black lives) But we don't wanna talk, they don't wanna listen (Wanna listen) That leave you fuck boys in a fucked position (Yeah) [Chorus: C.P.] Man, I hear 'em talkin' down but they ain't sayin' nothin' (Ohh, I can hear 'em talkin') (Hold up) Better ease up fast, homeboy, stop frontin' Man, just look into my eyes (Into my eyes) Ain't no fear here on my side (Ohh no) My forty-five sing lullabies (Forty-five!) Like laa la la laa la la la laa (Laa la la laa la la laa) [Verse 3: Spice 1] Cassius Clay'n mothafuckas then knockin' they fuckin' block off (Block off) No I mean literally, knockin' they fuckin' block off (Knockin' they fuckin' block off) Plannin' and plottin' from one plot to the next (Next) I'm hood certified, nigga, I don't earned my 'spect (Blaow! Shit) Yo' goons, nigga, where they at? I'm merkin' 'em first (First) I'm from a time when your enemies will shoot up ya hearse (Hearse) In a passion of war, redrum with no chaser (With no chaser) Hit you bitch niggas with lead, just to erase ya (Just to erase ya) From Chi Town to L.A. to the N.Y.C. (C) From Texas to New Orleans, Washington D.C. (C) I'm hood certified, everywhere I go in the nation (Nation) They say, damn, that nigga Spice 1 be all over the place And I just [Chorus: C.P.] Man, I hear 'em talkin' down but they ain't sayin' nothin' (I can hear 'em talkin' down) (Hold up) Better ease up fast, homeboy, stop frontin' (Better ease up) Man, just look into my eyes (Into my eyes) Ain't no fear here on my side (No fear here on my side) My forty-five sing lullabies (Forty-five!) Like laa la la laa la la la laa (Ohh, ohh, ohh) [Outro: Spice 1] Yeah, mane, what's happenin', this Spice 1, Bossalini Fetty Chicho, Shiznilty, blaow! Heh You already know what's goin' down Chea! What's poppin', B-Legit? Rest in Peace to my nigga Hussain Fatal Shout out to my homeboy Ryan Yeah, fuck Fuckboy Flex, nigga Bitch ass nigga! Blaow!