You Say It Ft Yung Holliday - Too Short

You Say It Ft Yung Holliday - Too Short Lyrics

[Intro: Yung Holliday]
You say you down, is you really down for me? Yeah
You say you really wit' it, shorty, gotta show me, yeah

[Verse 1: Too $hort]
Picture a youngster, with nothing but visions of prison life
No more chances, circumstances of livin' trife
No more weed or Hennessy when you ride out
And all you wanna be is free when the lights go out
Rememberin' the way we used to kick it
Used to holler at the hoes just see if they was wit' it
(Yeah, they wit' it)
On the block it's like a robbery
Pocket full of money, but ain't nobody stoppin' me
I'm Dog, baby, see me runnin' out the back door
Seen you tryna creep and get some head from a crack ho
You better be careful, all the things you do
'Cause you're hated by many and loved by few
I give a fuck what you think of me, or what I got
You gon' take my shit? Nah, nigga, you're not
I bling bling, every time you see my top like Don King
You muthafuckas ain't gon' say a thing (Won't say shit)

[Chorus: Yung Holliday]
You say you down, is you really down for me?
(Really down for me)
Is he my homie or he only plottin' on me? (Plottin' on me)
You say you really wit' it, shorty, gotta show me (Gotta show me)
You can't just talk it, pimpin', you gotta show me (Gotta show me)
You say you down, dawg, you down, ain't gon' ever change
(Ain't gon' change)
If you get jammed, promise you won't ever say my name
(Say my name)
You say you down for me, nigga, then don't switch on me
You say you down, boy, call me for no bitch, homie
[Verse 2: Too $hort]
You keep talkin' that shit now (What?)
We 'bout to shut this muthafucka down
(What's wrong?) Nigga, what's up now?
He just fell on the ground, fuck that clown
I'm bound, to shoot his ass a few more times
I hope you don't mind, I won't do no time
I'm not the only homicidal maniac on the street
Spray four, lay low, then I'm back on my feet
I do the same thang with my gang, we ain't playin'
That ain't paint, them bullets made that red stain
Died like a bitch, face down, ass up
9-1-1 wasn't fast enough (What's the problem?)
We really need to stop all this dumb shit
You make it so we can't have no more fun, bitch
You act hard, but really that's some bitch shit
Shot up the spot, now can't nobody get rich (That's fucked up)

[Chorus: Yung Holliday]
You say you down, is you really down for me?
(Really down for me)
Is he my homie or he only plottin' on me? (Plottin' on me)
You say you really wit' it, shorty, gotta show me (Gotta show me)
You can't just talk it, pimpin', you gotta show me (Gotta show me)
You say you down, dawg, you down, ain't gon' ever change
(Ain't gon' change)
If you get jammed, promise you won't ever say my name
(Say my name)
You say you down for me, nigga, then don't switch on me
You say you down, boy, call me for no bitch, homie
[Verse 3: Too $hort]
Used to be my homie, now he's snitchin' on me
Talkin' to them folks, givin' out his testimony
I'ma ride solo fo sho
With the fo'-fo' by myself in my four-door
I could smell paper from a mile away
And undercover cops, I ain't got time to play
I put it down and make a grip
And shorty, you ain't sayin' shit, 'cause doin' time ain't payin' shit
Just tryin' to keep from goin' under
That's the name of the game, it's called divide and conquer
And the stage is set for the grand finale
But it ain't gotta be a shootout in the alley (Bitch, you hella scary)
That's the reason I don't ride deep
You never know, your homeboy might be weak
You can't have too many all in your business
Next year up in court he's a material witness, fuck that

[Chorus: Yung Holliday]
You say you down, is you really down for me?
(Really down for me)
Is he my homie or he only plottin' on me? (Plottin' on me)
You say you really wit' it, shorty, gotta show me (Gotta show me)
You can't just talk it, pimpin', you gotta show me (Gotta show me)
You say you down, dawg, you down, ain't gon' ever change
(Ain't gon' change)
If you get jammed, promise you won't ever say my name
(Say my name)
You say you down for me, nigga, then don't switch on me
You say you down, boy, call me for no bitch, homie