f*ck What U Heard lyrics

[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yeah n*gga this sh*t still goes on
Punk motherf*ckas
I want you to listen to every
Motherf*cking word in this song b*tch
Cause this is directly to you ho
You motherf*ckin' in the face ass
Cross this n*gga, f*ck y'all
This for you n*gga, b*tch

[Hook]
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
Step up to these killas, feel the f*ckin' trigger

[Verse 1: Crunchy Black]
f*ck what you heard if ya ain't heard this
That I roll wid a group ah n*ggas quick to throw fits
Quick to go get, quick to go rob him a b*tch
Quick to go lay down some platinum hits
I'm tired of you b*tches go runnin' y'all mouth
Talkin' about, we ain't really keepin' it South
I put the gun in yo mouth and blow ya motherf*ckin' brains out
f*ck what you heard and it just no doubt, n*gga
[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
n*ggas like to gossip like some b*tches
They doubt me 'round they b*tches, 'cause they b*tches groupie b*tches
And since I cut Three 6, these b*tches wanna claim my di*k
We throwin' hits, they throwin' fits, these b*tches need to quit
They wanna be down wit' it, but these n*ggas won't admit it
They droppin' to they knees, they beggin' please to be a 6
You n*ggas on my dirt, I smack you like a birch
Because you fulla shird and by the way f*ck what u heard, boy

[Hook]
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
Step up to these killas, feel the f*ckin' trigger
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
Step up to these killas, feel the f*ckin' trigger

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
My n*gga f*ck it what u heard, you need to find out the truth
Or get ya guns and come and test this hundred ninety proof
Pounds, and silent spotted, nuthin' but tickets in my wallet
All these hatas got me scopin' man, they still can't stop it for sure
There's crossers all up in this sh*t, crossers all up in my click
Got most of them crossers out, but still I got a few to get
Those who used to be wid me like hope that boy ahead and he fall
Sick ah hearin' from they dogs, man you need some beats from Paul
Never happy keep on rappin', tryna live as good as me
Just bought my crib for a half a mil, my life complete
I guess that's why they dis-like and claim my sh*t, wouldn't twirk
Tryna make them locals come above me, but it didn't work
I got you b*tches hot (hot), you hopin' that I stop (stop)
I'm ten years in the game wit' out a f*ckin' clock (clock)
It's like I hear me and it's like I don't hear me
I guess I get bad off in these streets while they bail off
[Verse 4: Juicy J]
I was born up in the ghetto streets, always learn to pack the heat
Call me on my cellular phone, if you want that work from me
Cowards like to talk and plan, point some fingers, say some names
n*gga if you claim you buck, handle ya f*ckin' business, man
I been rollin' from the start, always snatch a coward car
Evergreen is where I'm from, sippin' on the syrup we slum
In the night we smoke and light, at the club we start a fight
When we pimpin' on yo b*tch, we show them golds and flash the ice

[Hook]
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
Step up to these killas, feel the f*ckin' trigger
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
f*ck what u heard, f*ck what u heard about me n*gga
Step up to these killas, feel the f*ckin' trigger