Foesum – Listen to the Sound Lyrics
[Verse 1: DJ Glaze]
Well leave it up to me to come tight with mine
DJ Glaze one time with the bomb ass rhyme
Slidin' round the Beach with the West Coast sound
And if I see you on my team then I just might clown
325 with the chrome Anteras
Candy blue paint make them skirts wanna stare at me
As I dips around the way
And ya know it's all good like them OGs say
Now I'm freestylin' to a brand new track
And it's bumpin' like the back of a 83 Lac
But don't get me in no twist
Because I never thought we'd ever see a day like this
T-Dubb's in a Fleetwood and ya can't fade it
M's in a six-fo' and it's gold plated
From here on out its smooth sailin'
So let me bounce like Zapp and keep bellin'
[Hook] x 2
Listen to the sound when we pass it around
As we buzz around the world with the West Coast sound
You can just clown or be down wit it
But I'm a keep bouncin' around wit it
[Verse 2: MNMsta]
Now I'm comin' in leanin', crawlin' and creepin'
Dippin' in the ride and I'm hoppin' when I'm leavin'
Layin' low, blowin' smoke out my nose
Got some gin in my lap and now I'm ready to roll
So I'm a make all you fools recognize me
Cuz I get more skirts between the sheets than the Isleys
And gettin' loaded is how we kick it
If ya down, come hang wit the sly, slick and wicked
Slappin' bones wit the homeys
Tossin' up forties, rollin' in a fo' with a skirt bumpin' oldies
Get my hustle on whenever ends one mo'
Dice in my pocket what they hittin' fo'
Hittin' ventures on the one time, can't get caught up
Since that three strike rule got brought up
Head to the bud spot and pick up an ounce
And dip back to the hood, fool and I'm out
[Hook] x 2
[Verse 3: T-Dubb]
Here I come bouncin', slidin', glidin'
Headed to the front, Long Beach Eastside
Hop front and back, let me scoop up M
Cuz he's sittin' in the park and he's all bombed in
I'm feelin' kinda fine so you know what's right
Layin' back bumpin' "Tonight's The Night"
So may I continue as the story unfolds
I love to see them skirts do the tootsie roll
With a hell of a body, no shame in the game
So hurry up and pass T-Dubb the Mary Jane
As I'm leanin' out the window of a droptop fo'
Sippin' Christian Brothers, Lina pour me some mo'
Dippin', flossin', creepin' and crawlin'
Feelin' like a real OG cuz we ballin'
Hit the switch now scrapes the ground
And that's how I clown when I'm puttin' it down
[Hook] x 4
Well leave it up to me to come tight with mine
DJ Glaze one time with the bomb ass rhyme
Slidin' round the Beach with the West Coast sound
And if I see you on my team then I just might clown
325 with the chrome Anteras
Candy blue paint make them skirts wanna stare at me
As I dips around the way
And ya know it's all good like them OGs say
Now I'm freestylin' to a brand new track
And it's bumpin' like the back of a 83 Lac
But don't get me in no twist
Because I never thought we'd ever see a day like this
T-Dubb's in a Fleetwood and ya can't fade it
M's in a six-fo' and it's gold plated
From here on out its smooth sailin'
So let me bounce like Zapp and keep bellin'
[Hook] x 2
Listen to the sound when we pass it around
As we buzz around the world with the West Coast sound
You can just clown or be down wit it
But I'm a keep bouncin' around wit it
[Verse 2: MNMsta]
Now I'm comin' in leanin', crawlin' and creepin'
Dippin' in the ride and I'm hoppin' when I'm leavin'
Layin' low, blowin' smoke out my nose
Got some gin in my lap and now I'm ready to roll
So I'm a make all you fools recognize me
Cuz I get more skirts between the sheets than the Isleys
And gettin' loaded is how we kick it
If ya down, come hang wit the sly, slick and wicked
Slappin' bones wit the homeys
Tossin' up forties, rollin' in a fo' with a skirt bumpin' oldies
Get my hustle on whenever ends one mo'
Dice in my pocket what they hittin' fo'
Hittin' ventures on the one time, can't get caught up
Since that three strike rule got brought up
Head to the bud spot and pick up an ounce
And dip back to the hood, fool and I'm out
[Hook] x 2
[Verse 3: T-Dubb]
Here I come bouncin', slidin', glidin'
Headed to the front, Long Beach Eastside
Hop front and back, let me scoop up M
Cuz he's sittin' in the park and he's all bombed in
I'm feelin' kinda fine so you know what's right
Layin' back bumpin' "Tonight's The Night"
So may I continue as the story unfolds
I love to see them skirts do the tootsie roll
With a hell of a body, no shame in the game
So hurry up and pass T-Dubb the Mary Jane
As I'm leanin' out the window of a droptop fo'
Sippin' Christian Brothers, Lina pour me some mo'
Dippin', flossin', creepin' and crawlin'
Feelin' like a real OG cuz we ballin'
Hit the switch now scrapes the ground
And that's how I clown when I'm puttin' it down
[Hook] x 4
