Artist: Vado f/ Yo Gotti Album: 4 (Mixtape) Song: Heard You Typed by: AZ Lyrics Nigga still talking that gun shit like they shun spit nigga suck dick [Chorus] Heard you, streets talk and I heard you You walk next, I heard you First to death, I heard you I heard you, getting money I heard you Got roll voice, I heard you Quarter mile I heard you Uh! Heard you, streets talking I heard you You walk next, I heard you First to death, I heard you I heard you, getting money I heard you Got roll voice, I heard you Quarter mile I heard you Got back in back in the coop We trap a trap for that loop I'm the type to walk to any dealer shit Give me that, that and that too Move deep game just to spare the franks When the rap pack was that crew But the difference is get a round of applaud Y'all clap clap and we shoot I just rap facts in that boof LV tracks sew for that too You don't want to fuck with me with that flu You wanna be ride smack too Chicks looking back at you like that's who 'Cause I'm always blowin' paper at you Yeah floss mean and shark fools Lost in and that blue [Chorus] Heard you, streets talk and I heard you You walk next, I heard you First to death, I heard you I heard you, getting money I heard you Got roll voice, I heard you Quarter mile I heard you Uh! Heard you, streets talking I heard you You walk next, I heard you First to death, I heard you I heard you, getting money I heard you Got roll voice, I heard you Quarter mile I heard you Uh, Verse 2 Giving me the word and I'm merk two Down to '95 with them birds flew I'm 101 25 with no curfew You on 12 o'clock, movin' on and you can sell the rocks I'm in the blue feltin hotel alive The lil' diamond with the nails on top You can smell the pie, a big L I'm a stack weed in it Always quit to go play the block, I'll be big L and max in it Keep the 40 AK and glock If I ain't feelin' well than I am squeezin' it Play the crib every day it's hot But once the party is empty been reading it [Chorus] En mi caso be I can't even see Trap house tell me where the [?] believe Top on, top down, that's you [?] Come to the plug try to maximize On Twitter and them birds in the middle of the town Tryin' to [?] in the middle of the house In the living room tryin' to [?] my nigga Don't play got choppers on the couch my nigga I'm a hit her, I'm a boss, I ain't never do across [?] to the niggas that I fuck with Caught the mile on accumulate hundreds on the MP I'm on some floss shit You'll be on some floss shit, causing up the shit waiting for to do that I'll chase a pussy, a p**sy wait nigga boy I already knew that [Chorus]