Y'all Don't Hear Me Dough Lyrics - Singles - Kam

Damn, one-time just bust a you 

And they 4 deep, too 

They seen all these caps and T-shirts 

And them gold thangs underneath the skirts 

But the law ain't been broken 

Wait, I see 3 white cops and one token 

Oh, so that explains it, no doubt 

Uncle Tom pointed us out 

But I ain't tryin' to get jacked 

They give me static, I'm givin' the shit back 

'Cause I ain't did nothin' wrong 

And this L.A. drama been goin' on too long 

So it's on if they touch me 

Matter of fact, they better Starsky-and-Hutch me 

'Cause fool, I ain't waitin' 

I'm 5000, so much for gold Daytons 

I hit a side street and circled twice 

Shook 'em like hot dice 

Parked the toy in a driveway 

'Cause the same thing happened last Friday 

I tried to tell you 

They was devils once befo' 

But y'all don't hear me though 

Hey, fellas 

You guys know who I'm talkin' to 

Hey, fellas 

You guys know who I'm talkin' to 

Damn, this baby pagin' me, 911 

Who is that? This bad-ass white girl from 

Aw nigga, you went out like a straight Boyscout 

What you talkin' 'bout? 

Fool, this girl a straight freak 

Yeah, she probably have your ass at the clinic every week 

Askin' the doctor, "Have you ever seen this?" 

With a long-wired q-tip, stuck up your penis 

Waitin' for the test results to come back from upstairs 

While you say your prayers 

And ask yourself, Was it really worth it? 

Before Casanova crossed over, everything was perfect 

But you wasn't satisfied with the sisters 

So now you got blisters 

Trick or treat? Aw, nigga, you can eat a dick 

Or vice versa, that's how you treat a trick 

Nigga like you who ain't learned 

That hittin' pale skins'll get you burned 

Man, y'all better let them white hoes go 

But y'all don't hear me though 

Hey, fellas 

You guys know who I'm talkin' to 

Hey, fellas 

You guys know who I'm talkin' to 

Damn Kam, I got a migraine, what you eat? 

Just some pork chops and pig's feet 

And a couple of strips of bacon 

What? And my head just started achin' 

I hate to say, I told you so but I told ya 

You couldn't take it from a soldier 

Kam got the ham broken down to a science 

So keep it out your appliance 

Cat plus rat plus dog equals hog 

Poison-ass animals, people need to ban 'em all 

Nigga, I been eatin' pork all my life and I'm cool 

Fool, you don't know what you're missin' 

Listen that's the reason why you get sick so quick 

And spend a straight grip with doctor Tom Slick 

So he can fill your prescription 

For your ass, for your headaches and your hyper tension 

When all you gotta do is stop eatin' the swine 

And everything'll be fine 

Black folk better leave that pork at the sto' 

But y'all don't hear me though 

Hey, fellas 

You guys know who I'm talkin' to 

Hey, fellas 

You guys know who I'm talkin' to 

Damn, my nigga got stretched 

He's down for the K.O., for movin' that lleyo 

And now they askin' him to snitch 

I hate to say it but the nigga dug his own ditch 

So now he's caught in a catch 22 

Damned if he don't and fucked if he do 

Lookin' at 15 with a L 

Scared he'll touch down, so what the hell 

He starts singin' like a bird 

Federal detectives recordin' every word 

Puttin' niggas in a twist, steppin' on toes 

How long will he last? God only knows 

Ballin' outta control, gotta put on a hold 

So it's on like that, nigga, where my niggas at? 

It ain't like he didn't know 

'Cause I damn sure, told him, he just ain't hear me though