Listen Lyrics - Singles - Boss Hogg Outlawz

(featuring Slim Thug, Kyleon, Chris Ward & Dre Day) 

[Slim Thug] 

Close your lips and open your ears, for a change 

You just might, learn some thangs 

I don't understand your plan, let me get this right 

You broke, but you grinding all day and night 

You on the block pushing caine, with Jordan's and a chain 

I know, everybody wanna have nice thangs 

But mayn, you must think the dope game is a game 

Fuck around and have yourself, catching a chain 

Better stash you some cash, for a rainy day mayn 

Cause only God knows, what tomorrow bring 

Better listen, I'm trying to stop a lot of sorrow and pain 

Cause falling on your ass, is a horrible thang 

You better listen, I talk too shit too raw explain 

Better learn from the mistakes, of the Outlaw gang 

I been there done that, fought that won that 

Lost that and got it right back, you better listen 

[Hook - 2x] 

Quit being hard headed (yeah I hear you mayn) 

Open your ears and just listen (yeah I hear you mayn) 

Get off your ass and do something (yeah I hear you mayn) 

[Kyleon] 

It's more than one way out here, to get that do' 

It don't take a rocket scientist, to get that bro 

You can get that fast, get that slow 

Hit licks with that grass, with that blow 

Or with that pads, spit that flow 

Or gamble with it, try to get back mo' 

Uh-uh not me, I refuse to lose 

You either got it or you don't, and I refuse to choose 

And candy blue's I cruise, cause if I snooze I lose 

And if I get out there bad, I just use my tools 

My mind and muscle, that helps me grind and hustle 

If it wasn't for this rap, I'd try to find a hustle 

Why niggaz sitting on they behind, steady trying to hustle 

24/7-3/65, my time to hustle 

I'd be a dealer out here, I got dimes and shuffles 

Kyleon, is what really defines the hustle, just listen mayn 

[Hook] 

[Chris Ward] 

You need to quit talking so much, for a minute and hush 

Stop trying to throw down boy, why you in such a rush 

You play the game, as if you got a royal flush 

But if you don't cool off, you just might get touched 

I grind against the grain, and your brain like a crush 

Cause for me to get mine, is a plus and a must 

But listen, hustling ain't for everybody 

Especially if you ain't got the heart, and you's a scary body 

Oh but I know, you don't hear me boy 

It's gon take som'ing bad to happen, for you to feel me boy 

But I'm so sick and tired, of teaching and preaching 

You ain't even meet me half way, it's like I'm the only one that's reaching 

While you keep leaching, you gon find yourself smashed 

Pumped up, wrecked and crashed 

You must of forgot my nigga, your future's my past 

You oughtta listen, 'fore you wind up on your ass 

[Hook - 2x] 

[Sir Daily] 

On how, I got this cash 

I sold zones bled mics, moved rocks and hash 

I click pro long, had to get on these blocks and mash 

You want your do' long, try to hit these blocks and mash 

Be careful though, you got niggaz that watch your stash 

And the second you slip get off his hip, gon pop your ass 

Get a connect cop a Tech, take your prize in the dash 

We balling now, hit the lot put your ride on glass 

You hard headed not heated, when you ride on glass 

Left it at home, but you need it when you ride on glass 

Knocked off your feet you looking weak, your boys slide on past 

Had a high class bitch, now you collide with trash 

Now you the hoodrat plumber, pushing hoodrat lil' mama 

Laid up with the slut, and caught the high five from her 

Now you lying like a plumber, sick broke and in drama 

Should of listened