Let Me Hear Sumn Lyrics - Love And Hate - Aceyalone

[Chorus: repeat 2X] 

Lemme hear somethin' 

Lemme hold somethin' 

Roll somethin' 

Lemme show you somethin' 

What'chu know good 

What's poppin' wit'chu 

What's happenin' 

What's crackalackin'? 

How you mackin'? 

You still bad actin'? 

[Verse 1: Aceyalone] 

I'll be in the back rappin' 

Clownin' and laughin' 

Jumped up 

When I heard somebody was cappin' 

I'm usually kickin' it and coolin' and lampin' 

Then I heard wackass rappers was runnin' rampant 

They always wanna sample it 

Take it for they own 

And take it home 

But they eventually break a bone 

But I'ma take 'em on 

To the break a dawn 

I'll take your girl and make her moan 

Shit I'm in the zone 

Sorry for fuckin' up your little tea party 

My bad, just wanna show you how we party 

Losers night out, hit the club like a champ 

Find me a spot on the floor and set up my camp 

Cuttin' up the amps and dancin' with some ladies 

Been livin' shady since the late eighties 

A date maybe, in a purple moon 

I was dippin' so hard that I broke the spoon 

I like to float about five feet off the floor 

Offa brown rum, green bud and off tour 

Off the head, offa the pacific shore 

Rhymes galore, what more could you ask for? 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2: Casual] 

It's like the buddha bomb brothers we gutter 

I let 'em shine now I close the shutters 

On the others so let's begin 

The way I finesse the pen 

Keep me runnin' through women 

Like estrogen 

Little mama with the sexy skin 

Still lets me in 

In the bay jet skiin' 

With two lesbians 

I leans gangsta 

Whatever you catch me in 

Even a Harley lookin' out for pedestrians 

Cats remember the rap 

The center is action packed 

Adrenaline 

Raw raps will hinder them 

With more momentum than a pendulum shift 

Bear witness to the synthesis I'm hittin' em with 

Casual and Aceyalone 

You crazy? Imagine your brains being blown 

Nigga burn somethin', learn somethin' 

Blow somethin' like you want something' 

If not, lemme hold somethin' 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3: Big Arch] 

I'm living large like a fresh white 3-X 

You give me respect 

And if you don't like it get the eject 

I detect a gang of haters in the 380 

Your innovator 

Beat creators 

Keep thinkin you gon' be major 

O say ya got me gone off doja 

The rap composer 

The shit I just told ya 

Should hold ya 

Wanna dose of ya nigga? 

Hold your composure 

I'll be back in another twenty-four 

When I get sober 

Lo and behold 

A nigga flowin' so cold 

I grab the microphone 

And turn it into a sno-cone 

Ha! Big nigga gettin my smoke on 

When I leave I'll still be bumpin up on the system in your home 

Uh! While you willin' to get it on 

I'll be killin' this song 

Got you feelin' it in your bones 

The chrome steady driven it in your dome 

Makin' sure you niggaz get it and then I'm gone 

I'm through your zone like I'm Jerome Bettis n' 

I'ma give these niggaz a dose of they own medicine 

Ha! You know you gon' get it if 

You come off in this nigga's home 

Showin' the wrong ettequitte 

C'mon killa 

Mind your manners my gorilla 

There's plenty of scrilla 

And bananas for a nigga 

But you gotta be a go getta 

Get you a good girl 

Don't get you no gold digga 

[Chorus]