Letra de ' Hoe Era ' de Ray Vaughn

I already know you been talkin' 'bout me, hahaha
Yeah, yeah
Niggas on that shit again, uh
Huh
Yeah, niggas on 'em tough, ayy
On 'em tough, ayy, niggas on 'em, yeah
Look

Ayy, Hoey, is you stupid or you dumb?
Poppin' it, then screamin' 'bout a twenty-v-one (twenty-v-one)
Ayy, Hoey, is you finished or you done? (Done)
We don't give a fuck where you from, where you from

Uh-huh, okay (okay)
What's up? (What's up?), shut up (shut up)
Uh-huh (uh-huh), okay (okay)
What's up? (What's up?), shut up

Baby teeth, you ain't even got a plaque yet
Fact check, we wanna see the numbers like a math test
Run, Joey, run, we gon' aim it at your backpack
Real shit, you should act more, you should rap less
Every verse ass, what that BBL cost?
West Coast get in season, now you heavy on the salt (what?)
Catch him at the Staple Center, bet you I'ma spark (what?)
Goofy, don't let Power get your TV turned off
Nigga, what? You done ran into them steppers who don't tap dance
Gucci trash bands just for you to put them raps in
Conductor got you soundin' like you in a jazz band
Why you goin' after Dot? He think he Pac-Man, woo
CJ like forty and he on drugs
Clickbaitin' for the honeycomb, get your own buzz
Skeletons inside my closet playin' Bone Thugs
I'll put the whole Pro Era on a Pro Club (doo-doo-doo-doo)

Ayy, Hoey, is you stupid or you dumb? (Dumb)
Poppin' it, then screamin' 'bout a twenty-v-one
Ayy, Hoey, is you finished or you done? (Done)
We don't give a fuck where you from, where you from (where you from)

Uh-huh, okay (okay)
What's up? (What's up?), shut up (shut up)
Uh-huh (uh-huh), okay (okay)
What's up? (What's up?), shut up (where you from)

Niggas want smoke, I'm a vape lord
Walk around with 9 on me, feel like I'm in grade four (I'm in grade four)
I can send him to the stars, he get paid for (he get paid for)
But standin' next to Soul ain't gon' save yours (ain't gon' save yours)
But every verse, Hoey talkin' 'bout: I'm back
We don't give a fuck 'bout where you was or where you at (where you at)
See, the fans only know you for the acts, not the blaps
I know where you wasn't, you was never on the map
Look, sleep with one eye open, I'm in Futurama
Old-heads ain't try to school you, let me do the honors
Stupid-ass nigga, I can tell he never been in drama
Who a nobody? I was writin' for your baby mama (for Serayah)
Call yourself speakin' for the coast without backup
Dropped a lil' three-track EP and, nigga, that sucked
Seen what happened last time an actor beef with rapper
How you on TV and your homie usin' CapCut? (Ah)
Get active (get active), stop actin' (stop actin')
Get active (get active), gain traction (get active)
Your last slap was in 2017
And I play ball, I can deal with niggas on the screen
Ray Whoppa, quick to turn a nigga to a rollout
Heard they moved the goalpost every time we show out
Hair-salon convo, it really is a blowout
Dot didn't respond, now you tryna call Cole out? Dumbass

Ayy, Hoey, is you stupid or you dumb? (Dumb)
Poppin' it, then screamin' 'bout a twenty-v-one (twenty-v-one)

Ayy, rock him, stupid-ass nigga think he Rakim
TDE superstar is jealous he ain't locked in
I done peeled so many caps, I go to med school
Bullets flyin' by, sound like sounds on the Neptune
Thought the beef was livestock, really it was Deadpool
For that energy, I gave him wings once I read bull
Sorry, not sorry, shit was weak, pardon me (pardon me)
He made a whole EP coppin' pleas (coppin' what?)
Black man, let him breathe, let him breathe
Nah, fuck that, hang him from the popular trees
He had y'all fooled like he do it for the sport (for the sport)
I'm Snoop Dogg kickin' over his lil' fort, ayy (aw)
Bitch, you washed, you ain't carryin' no torch
You let Ice Spice turn into the king of New York, what the fuck? (Yeah)

Get active (get active), stop actin' (stop actin')
Get active (get active), stop actin' (stop actin')
Get active (get active), stop actin' (stop actin')
Get active (get active), stop actin'