You Said Lyrics

You said, you said, you said

You said, you said, you said

You say that you movin' bricks, keep it packed like tuna fish

I heard that you cut the work up on some Freddy Krueger shit

You claim you a baller, but we all seen who you hoopin' with

Say you got the newest whip, but we all know the coupe is his

I ain't talkin' movies when I say that we be shootin' clips

You the type to hide under a table when the toolies blick

You been tellin' fables to your label, but ain't provin' shit

How you supposed to blow up but you blew it like a Hoover Crip

You act like your crew is thick, we seen who you maneuver with

Bitch, you ain't no lunatic, you just an unruly kid

Cross me like a crucifix, might end up on news at six

Or I might let you losers live depending on what mood I'm in

You said that you a boss, must've got a new position

Those ain't Loubotins, thought you said the shoes was Christian

Where's that coupe you slid in? Thought you said the roof was missin'

You said that you got them shooters, they must keep the Rugers hidden

Dudes is snitchin' on themselves, man, they too specific

You either stupid or the tunes you did is truly fiction

They writin' movie scripts to make it in the music business

You claim that you do it big but we all know the truth is different

You said that you movin' chickens, must be talkin' food in kitchens

You are just a waiter, you don't buss, boy; you doin' dishes

You are just a hater and a fuckboy, you move suspicious

Use the same pen to write the hit list that I write these hits with

Every time you try to talk to me, I start losin' interest

You don't wanna be a opp to me, I don't choose forgiveness

No, it's not wise; we Popeye's, make 'em chew the biscuit

You said that your dudes are vicious, but they just some neutered kittens

Ain't seen you on the block in while, they say you been missin'

I heard you copied my style, who gave you permission?

Ain't got time to feud with bitches, what's a hero to a villain?

Remember this, I might let you live but on a few conditions

You said that you a boss, must've got a new position

Those ain't Loubotins, thought you said the shoes was Christian

Where's that coupe you slid in? Thought you said the roof was missin'

You said that you got them shooters, they must keep the Rugers hidden

Dudes is snitchin' on themselves, man, they too specific

You either stupid or the tunes you did is truly fiction

They writin' movie scripts to make it in the music business

You claim that you do it big but we all know the truth is different

I heard you were stretchin' white, you run your mouth for exercise

We heard the dope was stepped on like you doin' the electric slide

The shit you talk is Ludacris; Move Bitch, step aside

You better check your temper, I been losin' it left and right

I was out here doin' this before the shit was gentrified

I'm talkin' 'bout the music biz; I'm true with it, I never lie

I keep it a hunnid; 10 for 10, I'm talkin' every time

You never quite made it to 100 like you Betty White

I been bustin' heads since nine, you can be the next in line

Detectives try to use your rhymes against you for some extra time

Those clowns cut you a check, that's nice; better spend your pennies wise

Guess we got a different set of ethics that we measure by

You said that you a boss, must've got a new position

Those ain't Loubotins, thought you said the shoes was Christian

Where's that coupe you slid in? Thought you said the roof was missin'

You said that you got them shooters, they must keep the Rugers hidden

Dudes is snitchin' on themselves, man, they too specific

You either stupid or the tunes you did is truly fiction

They writin' movie scripts to make it in the music business

You claim that you do it big but we all know the truth is different