Tell Em is a song in English
Verse 1
Bitch I hustle and flow,
But my name ain’t Terrance Howard,
Yeah I gamble with this music but I bet my bottom dollar,
Did it all without diplomas bitch I’ve never been a scholar,
Now I’m working with my idols chopping shit like helicopters,
I’ve been froze like ice cycles,
I’m too sick for a doctor,
I could bully all these rappers like I stuffed em in a locker,
Got the game inside my reach,
I won’t finish till it’s conquered,
I don’t trip off other people cuz my footworks always proper,
I was raised to be a simple kind of man,
It’s just me against the world,
With a simple kind of plan,
And you know we keep those blunts full of runtz when we face,
So when I come around,
You know it’s a greenday,
Keep it to myself when you see me rolling by tho,
Head on a swivel while I’m looking for the five O,
I ain’t bout to trip over a bitch unless it my hoe,
Cuz if you want that package then I’ll pack you out with my smoke it’s kydd bitch,
Hook 1
Don’t tell em what you bout,
Show me what the fuck you bout kydd,
Don’t tell em what you bout,
Show em what the fuck you bout kydd,
Don’t tell em what you bout,
show em what the fuck you bout kydd,
Don’t tell em what you bout,
Show em what the fuck you bout kydd,
Verse 2
I am my brothers keeper,
I put that on my soul,
It’s family over everything I’ll lose my shit and hit your home,
I protect by any means and I provide until I’m gone,
If you know just what I mean then you know where I’m coming from,
I aint no killer but don’t try to take my shit,
I work hard for mine like you work hard for yours get the pic?
Lil bitch,
Like Michael Jackson’s last tour this is it,
This is it?
I’m evolving everyday bitch I’m lit,
Bitch I’m lit!
See I broke off from the flow,
Now I’m jumping right back on it,
I done killed so many beats you’d think my studio was haunted,
You can’t tell how much I make cuz when I get it I don’t flaunt it,
I could buy a jet to fly it and you’d never know I bought it,
Boy these bitches dumb as hell im glad I came up out my shell,
Otherwise I’d prolly believe everything these liars tell,
Fuck yourself,
And your problems misery likes company,
And I ain’t tryna be miserable homie you can’t fuck with me,
It’s kydd bitch!
Hook 2
Don’t tell em what you bout,
Show me what the fuck you bout kydd,
Don’t tell em what you bout,
Show em what the fuck you bout kydd,
Don’t tell em what you bout,
show em what the fuck you bout kydd,
Don’t tell em what you bout,
Show em what the fuck you bout kydd,