Project Youngin – Be Quiet (Lyrics & Video)

Lyrics “Be Quiet” by Project Youngin

They gon’ make me hop out with that Glock
Thirty shots, get to show ’em somethin’
Damn, I hate them n**gas like to talk, ain’t never doin’ nothin’
Tryna mind my business, they act like they gotta prove somethin’
All that talkin’ don’t meah nothin’, when you see me, better move on it

If you ain’t got no money, be quiet
Your b**ch told me she a fan and wanna f**k so keep a chain on her
How you mad I came from nothin’, all this money, I ain’t gon’ change on ’em
Don’t disrespect the game and ’bout my name
Believe that I’m gon’ bang on ’em

Ayy, shootouts broad day, bring it where your mama stay
From your lil’ sister to your friend daddy, b**ch, ain’t nobody safe
‘Bout that drama, on my mama, gotta show ’em I don’t play
Don’t tolerate no disrespect, we up them d**ks up in your face
However you with it, we with it, you p**sy, look in your eyes
We’ll draw down and walk down, still pull drive-bys
I’m buckin’ jacks, you gotta kill me, you ain’t just takin’ nothin’
N**gas caught me slippin’ one time without that iron
But they wasn’t shakin’ nothin’
Never again, ’cause I can’t let a p**sy n**ga take me
I keep that nine, it ain’t no safety
Came up from nothin’, ain’t no way that you gon’ break me
Tell that p**sy b**ch he lyin’ if any n**ga say they made me

They gon’ make me hop out with that Glock
Thirty shots, get to show ’em somethin’
Damn, I hate them n**gas like to talk, ain’t never doin’ nothin’
Tryna mind my business, they act like they gotta prove somethin’
All that talkin’ don’t meah nothin’, when you see me, better move on it

If you ain’t got no money, be quiet
Your b**ch told me she a fan and wanna f**k so keep a chain on her
How you mad I came from nothin’, all this money, I ain’t gon’ change on ’em
Don’t disrespect the game and ’bout my name
Believe that I’m gon’ bang on ’em

I got them racks in my denim, I’m sending shots at your temple
If he sweet, I send my n**gas and I bet they go get him
We got them choppers and them AK’s, shoot ’em up
N**gas say they want to go to war, ain’t got enough
Or just take money, you clowns, we got a whole hundred round
And I get real disrespect, your b**ch, I be d**kin’ down
That’s why you mad, huh s**t, go get a bag, huh
Now I’m the man, I got them bands, I remember they used to laugh, huh
If you ain’t got no money, be quiet versuri.online
Pay attention, loudest n**gas in the room be the brokest
If you ain’t got no money, be quiet
I been on my grind, if you think ’bout takin’ mine, b**ch, it’s over

They gon’ make me hop out with that Glock
Thirty shots, get to show ’em somethin’
Damn, I hate them n**gas like to talk, ain’t never doin’ nothin’
Tryna mind my business, they act like they gotta prove somethin’
All that talkin’ don’t meah nothin’, when you see me, better move on it

If you ain’t got no money, be quiet
Your b**ch told me she a fan and wanna f**k so keep a chain on her
How you mad I came from nothin’, all this money, I ain’t gon’ change on ’em
Don’t disrespect the game and ’bout my name
Believe that I’m gon’ bang on ’em

Yeah, BBG s**t, n**ga
RIP Boola, RIP Bighead, n**ga
Don’t you forget it, n**ga
And it’s still free Chauncey, n**ga
Lil’ Project Youngin, man
Can’t tell me nothin’, man
It’s the Youngin, ho
All that s**t you n**gas talkin’, better stand on it, man
Huh Whatever you with, we with it, n**ga
I just stay in my own lane, n**ga, I ain’t lookin’ for no problems
But best believe, they come to me, n**ga
Gon’ solve ’em, lil’ b**ch…

➤ Written by Project Youngin
Album: Project Swift
Produced by DJ Swift, Mook On The Beats & Drum Dummie
Project Youngin 2019

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