Did You See (C. Tangana Remix) - J Hus

You know what is when you hear that, hann (JAE5) Did you see what.? Montana Did you see what I done? Yeah, yeah Did you see what I done? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Did you see what I done? Came in a black Benz, left in a white one I'm just a hoodlum, I came with my bonsam When niggas wanna try somethin' Did you see what I done? Came in a black Benz, left in a white one I'm just a hoodlum, I came with the bonsam When niggas wanna try somethin' (J, what up?) Ride with the clique, smoke, lick it up Then hop, jump, skip, quick to pick her up And you should see when I come Come in the left lane, leave with the right one Intra, white one, two tuck Baby, I ain't [?], clipped like a hyphen About to go bananas How you 2 steppin' with the dances Blue and white diamonds like Kansas She poked the top, I backed up on her We fell in love on the corner You the plug, I'm the outlet socket Drop top it, 8 ball, right pocket Montana Did you see what I done? Came in a black Benz, left in a white one I'm just a hoodlum, I came with my bonsam When niggas wanna try somethin' Did you see what I done? Came in a black Benz, left in a white one I'm just a hoodlum, I came with the bonsam When niggas wanna try somethin' Take step for me by your ride In the smoke with me, I'd jump in the fire for you I'd die for you, blue face smile for you Toke on doobie now, lock the city down I'm just a hoodlum, smile every day You should see where I come from You should see what I've done Thought it was a one-done She kept it a hun-dun She poked the top, I backed up on her We fell in love on the corner You the plug, I'm the outlet socket Drop top it, 8 ball, right pocket Did you see what I done? Came in a black Benz, left in a white one I'm just a hoodlum, I came with my bonsam When niggas wanna try somethin' Did you see what I done? Came in a black Benz, left in a white one I'm just a hoodlum, I came with the bonsam When niggas wanna try somethin' Did you see what I done? Came in a black Benz, left in a white one I'm just a hoodlum, I came with my bonsam When niggas wanna try somethin' Did you see what I done? Came in a black Benz, left in a white one I'm just a hoodlum, I came with the bonsam When niggas wanna try somethin' J, what up?

Stop, don't say a word And if you do, just keep it a whisper I will not be growing old here I will not grow old Have I seen you around here Or are you just one of my visions? I cannot fall asleep with you standing over me What did you see under my window? What do you hear when the wind blows? What did you feel under my floorboards grabbing your feet?

I write sad songs the best you lay your head on my chest I write sad songs the best you lay your head on my chest There's been a leak in my roof again Just like my ceiling, I'm caving in I can keep four friendships alive, that's my quota for this life Cigarettes out front the laundromat Say what you said and then take it back To the sewer where it swells like some twisted fairytale To make up for my unsubtlety I'm stuck in somebody else's make believe That winter that I learned to fly You pretend you didn't see me cry Neither did I Neither did I Don't look in my eyes I write sad songs the best you lay your head on my chest You're still not like the rest and I don't know what's up next I know what you don't even want to know I know what you don't even want to know I know what you don't even want to know To the sewer where it swells like some twisted fairytale To make up for my unsubtlety and I'm stuck in somebody else's make believe That winter that I learned to fly You pretend you didn't see me cry Well, neither did I Neither did I Neither did I Neither did I That winter that I learned to fly You pretend you didn't see me cry Well, neither did I Neither did I Don't look in my eyes

(B-B-Bronx) (Future on the fucking beat) Wow, man, let's go Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Deravý mozog a deravé jeansy na prvom rap a druhom biznis Neverím písmenám verím číslam dnes ide o peniaze a nie o princíp Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Lenivý týpci sa smejú na nás Kto ti povedal že sa nesmejem viac Tento svet patrí workoholikom Nikoho nebude trápiť tvoj toxický joke Môj smiech je real môj smiech je drzý Tvoj smiech to je smiech cez slzy BBG nemá čas na brzdy V tvojej lepkavej smole nechcem mať prsty Čo to máš na sebe? Wat are thoose Tvôj imidž nezachráni Prada clothes Lacný ľudia v drahých handrách No sedlač vždy ostane sedlákom Veľká show potom late checkout Champange popin' a potom blackout V mojej hlave hraje synťák z GTA Body body moving jak SDA Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Deravý mozog a deravé jeansy na prvom rap a druhom biznis Neverím písmenám verím číslam dnes ide o peniaze a nie o princíp Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Uhm, načo si to zas vydal Huh, čo to bol za wack bizár Huh? Prídem zlíznem jak wizard Huh, mám toho veľa man see ya Huh? ne nepomože ti PR Huh, Ne nepomože ti PR Huh? Ty nejsi úspešný Iba parazituješ na úspešných Starého Gleba dobrého Gleba Mudrého Gleba nového Gleba Ak budem zakaždým počúvať ostatných Tak nikdy nebudem počuť seba Yo Shoutout suseda M Yo Nech je jej ľahká zem Keby vedela aká je slávna Tak by na mňa moja hlavná hejterka nemala taký hnev (RIP) (A teraz všetci BBG fans podte posledný krát so mnouuu) (Ayy, ayy, ayy, DJ) Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Deravý mozog a deravé jeansy na prvom rap a druhom biznis Neverím písmenám verím číslam dnes ide o peniaze a nie o princíp

I came across the border with a posse on my tail Trying to get back to the fork in the road where I first lost my trail I left an empty bottle and a good hand in a stolen getaway car Running down the road with a poker chip and a twenty-five cent cigar In a nineteen twenty-three Buick six with a fender gone in back I'm the best of the rumrunners up in the Crowsnest Pass From Blairmore to Coleman right on down the line The police kept a road-block check-stop over on the Fernie side I got Black Mare whiskey in the back seat and a whole lot more in the truck And the boys down at the Frank Hotel can hardly wait to get drunk Instrumental The prohibition years, you know, they surely took their toll And a workin' man can't live, it's true, on food and water alone \N Moonshine stills up in the hills and the law couldn't make 'em quit So I fill my car with opportunity and then I run with it I was born with a chip on my shoulder I'm the scar on my family tree From the cradle to the grave I've been a step away From the penetentiaryI outrun the A.P.P. I stay one step ahead And I made my fortune in demon rum in the Rocky Mountain West I'm the last of the rumrunners up in the Crowsnest Pass I'm the king of the rumrunners up in the Crowsnest Pass

JAE5 They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph I knew you was my bro when we met I can't forget what we did for the set Splash man wet for the disrespect With my sins I step, not one regret All the guap I get, I can't stop yet Sweet talk girl with the playboy effect Girl, I knew you was bad, I see you smoke cigarette See you in your mini skirt, let me get, some of that I step with the wap I rep with the gat You get G check for your G chat Man ah test your reflex, better relax They don't really hear threats, they got earwax 'Til we spray their block instead He must've lost his head, then he lost his head You'll turn red if man see red Finish them all, that's what my auntie said (Don't worry auntie, I got you) They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph They only respect violence Badman move in silence (Yeah) The fakers form an alliance (Alright, alright, alright) But the real will always triumph God give me guidance, I might lose my sense We sprayed up my man, I ain't seen the guy since Man just survivin', maintainin' My guy's doin' time, he call it vacation He's in a cell with a tek and a PlayStation I hustle every day, you on a play-play ting They don't wanna grind, they want a donation It's like who born him? Who raised him? I never had patience but never complacent A little motivation, there's no limitation BCM affiliation And anywhere we bump heads, we deal with the situation Shoulda known when we met that you'd be a opp If man get the drop, man pop the boot And man boot from the drop Man tool up before my shoes and socks They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph They only respect violence Badman move in silence The fakers form an alliance But the real will always triumph