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Heard Me Video (MV)




Performed By: BigXthaPlug
Featuring: Paid Red
Language: English
Length: 3:49
Written by: Big X Tha Plug, Paid Red




BigXthaPlug - Heard Me Lyrics
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[ Featuring Paid Red ]

(B-B-B-B-Balrog)
Ha
Paid Red, ha
Pssh
BigXThaPlug
Stop playin' wit em, ha
Whew, whew
Ha
It's one way to get that, bitch and that's the red way
Know I up that switch fast, bitch get out the left lane
We don't do no shitbags, put em in a neck brace
Know I up that switch and (Shhh) that's a cliffhanger
Pick yo' face up 'fore you in that casket with a restin' bitch face
Draco with the double d's I call that bitch a Kim K
Make his life flash before his eyes, he go back to the old days
Let you know who did it, at your grave, red roses in a bouquet
Bro said he the biggest stepper, he feel like BigXThaPlug
88 shots in his back like Dez, throw a big x above
My bitch ain't allowed to hit the club if she ain't settin' up
Glock 19 with silencer, it's like startin' a Tesla up
Tried to pistolwhip me, he couldn't make that 30 stretch enough
Your brodie got smacked and we did that, come shoot the messenger
Let them pussies know who drivin' by, go 'head and rev it up
Put that boy we smoked on it, I might just snatch your necklace up
They keep hangin' with me and get dropped, I think they findin' out I'm slimin' out
Got that four-nick cannon get to wild n' out
Catch him in his grill and make the doctor pull the diamonds out
All the pain about your bro, you shoot it out, don't cry it out
Bitch you wastin' time, I don't wanna talk, I'm f*ckin' off the rip
Ain't even pull it out, I had it tucked, they runnin' off the clip
Tried to slide on me, I heard him screamin' somethin' bout his bitch
Up the beam, the last words that he heard, "It's somethin' on your lip"
Bitch I'm a steppa like a delta
Real six-double-o reppa, get too close, lil red might stretch ya'
You rich still ain't gon bless ya', where I'm from this shit get hectic
Niggas pussy be tellin', I get caught just call me Helen
Never give out confessions, my opps broke and they be stressin'
Just talked to Money Man, heard I'm the livest out of Texas
I told him, "Shit it's true," but we still on the block like Harriet
I really know niggas with Uzis that straight out of Paris
Can check my diamonds VV's, ain't no flaw up in this clarity
Taliban be the clique, we don't tote Glocks without them 30s
Nigga run in my shit like I'm not shootin', bitch I'm Curry
Put his ass in a blender, he came out like a McFlurry
Bro hard up on them social sites, in person that bitch scary
Can get it, I don't know, ain't with that shit if we ain't married
See first I get my nut, then I disappear just like Perry
My T-Jones know I'm on the road, I'm strapped so she ain't worried
Cause she know that before I go, that boy gon' die, it's certain
Aye, I hope they heard me
Comin' back, ain't no resurgin
Bitch it's over, close the curtains
He only slide when he off perkys
He claim that he a shooter, put his bitch-ass on a jersey
Now his whole family hurtin', tried to tell 'em it wasn't worth it
Can tell these boys ain't steppin', they get 'round me and get nervous
No you cannot be gang if you ain't strapped and you ain't purgin'
No you ain't never shot a gun, be real, yo' ass a virgin
He thought that he was slippin' at that light, we had 'em swervin'
Bro said he the biggest stepper, he feel like BigXThaPlug
88 shots in his back like Dez, throw a big x above
My bitch ain't allowed to hit the club if she ain't settin' up
Glock 19 with silencer, it's like startin' a Tesla up
Tried to pistolwhip me, he couldn't make that 30 stretch enough
Your brodie got smacked and we did that, come shoot the messenger
Let them pussies know who drivin' by, go 'head and rev it up
Put that boy we smoked on it, I might just snatch your necklace up
She help me slime 'em out so I went snakeskin on her Birkin
That switch implant on Nina I'ma make her get to twerkin'
No I don't need a perc to slide, my Glock already got 30
That scope, them glasses on the glock, I shoot and I get nerdy
You know this Glock is clean, but I don't care, I do 'em dirty
We shoot until his ears is ringin' and his vision blurry
I told the opps that I'm not playin', I don't think they heard me
I'm in that deep-ass water, I'm the reason that it's murky
Ha
Deep Water shit
Ha
Pssh
F*ck with the biggest stepper, ha
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(B-B-B-B-Balrog)
Ha
Paid Red, ha
Pssh
BigXThaPlug
Stop playin' wit em, ha
Whew, whew
Ha
It's one way to get that, bitch and that's the red way
Know I up that switch fast, bitch get out the left lane
We don't do no shitbags, put em in a neck brace
Know I up that switch and (Shhh) that's a cliffhanger
Pick yo' face up 'fore you in that casket with a restin' bitch face
Draco with the double d's I call that bitch a Kim K
Make his life flash before his eyes, he go back to the old days
Let you know who did it, at your grave, red roses in a bouquet
Bro said he the biggest stepper, he feel like BigXThaPlug
88 shots in his back like Dez, throw a big x above
My bitch ain't allowed to hit the club if she ain't settin' up
Glock 19 with silencer, it's like startin' a Tesla up
Tried to pistolwhip me, he couldn't make that 30 stretch enough
Your brodie got smacked and we did that, come shoot the messenger
Let them pussies know who drivin' by, go 'head and rev it up
Put that boy we smoked on it, I might just snatch your necklace up
They keep hangin' with me and get dropped, I think they findin' out I'm slimin' out
Got that four-nick cannon get to wild n' out
Catch him in his grill and make the doctor pull the diamonds out
All the pain about your bro, you shoot it out, don't cry it out
Bitch you wastin' time, I don't wanna talk, I'm f*ckin' off the rip
Ain't even pull it out, I had it tucked, they runnin' off the clip
Tried to slide on me, I heard him screamin' somethin' bout his bitch
Up the beam, the last words that he heard, "It's somethin' on your lip"
Bitch I'm a steppa like a delta
Real six-double-o reppa, get too close, lil red might stretch ya'
You rich still ain't gon bless ya', where I'm from this shit get hectic
Niggas pussy be tellin', I get caught just call me Helen
Never give out confessions, my opps broke and they be stressin'
Just talked to Money Man, heard I'm the livest out of Texas
I told him, "Shit it's true," but we still on the block like Harriet
I really know niggas with Uzis that straight out of Paris
Can check my diamonds VV's, ain't no flaw up in this clarity
Taliban be the clique, we don't tote Glocks without them 30s
Nigga run in my shit like I'm not shootin', bitch I'm Curry
Put his ass in a blender, he came out like a McFlurry
Bro hard up on them social sites, in person that bitch scary
Can get it, I don't know, ain't with that shit if we ain't married
See first I get my nut, then I disappear just like Perry
My T-Jones know I'm on the road, I'm strapped so she ain't worried
Cause she know that before I go, that boy gon' die, it's certain
Aye, I hope they heard me
Comin' back, ain't no resurgin
Bitch it's over, close the curtains
He only slide when he off perkys
He claim that he a shooter, put his bitch-ass on a jersey
Now his whole family hurtin', tried to tell 'em it wasn't worth it
Can tell these boys ain't steppin', they get 'round me and get nervous
No you cannot be gang if you ain't strapped and you ain't purgin'
No you ain't never shot a gun, be real, yo' ass a virgin
He thought that he was slippin' at that light, we had 'em swervin'
Bro said he the biggest stepper, he feel like BigXThaPlug
88 shots in his back like Dez, throw a big x above
My bitch ain't allowed to hit the club if she ain't settin' up
Glock 19 with silencer, it's like startin' a Tesla up
Tried to pistolwhip me, he couldn't make that 30 stretch enough
Your brodie got smacked and we did that, come shoot the messenger
Let them pussies know who drivin' by, go 'head and rev it up
Put that boy we smoked on it, I might just snatch your necklace up
She help me slime 'em out so I went snakeskin on her Birkin
That switch implant on Nina I'ma make her get to twerkin'
No I don't need a perc to slide, my Glock already got 30
That scope, them glasses on the glock, I shoot and I get nerdy
You know this Glock is clean, but I don't care, I do 'em dirty
We shoot until his ears is ringin' and his vision blurry
I told the opps that I'm not playin', I don't think they heard me
I'm in that deep-ass water, I'm the reason that it's murky
Ha
Deep Water shit
Ha
Pssh
F*ck with the biggest stepper, ha
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Writer: Big X Tha Plug, Paid Red
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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