Il testo della Tell the band

(talking)
Uh-huh-uh
Tell the band they better play my song
We got the youngest president in the building
Gutta music
Tell the band they better play my song
G's up

(hook x4:)
You scared, you scared, you, you, you scared
Tell the band they better play my song

(verse 1:)
Ya'll rock them nikes while i rock them gangsters
Bad to the hood with all dudes and wangsters
Me, i'm a pimp just ask your mother, sister, and brother
Kind folks and others
I never sleep they call me a hustler
Born from another plant
Its not earth
I tell shorty i think i like her
Never wife her just one night her
I'm bouncing far from a snapper
Hate derby but now i'm a rapper
Hi kids i am your master
Things have changed now
It's all about the cuttler

(pre-hook:)
Now walk it out now to left now to the right
Now walk it out
Now walk it out now to left now to the right
Now walk it out
I got the hood j-u-m-p-in
Now j-u-m-p

(hook x4:)

(verse 2:)
Me, i'm aint scared of nothing
Ask you baby mama i'm the best thing coming
Dude speak but me not hearing em
Talk to much so the streets not feeling em
I got the whole hood saying get ride of em
Real educate something like a sininum
I'm to young to retire
I'm fire
You're something like pinochio
Yo yous a straight lier
I'm from the jungle so i blend wit them tigers
Don't like ghosts so i never had a rider
Call me the young prince of rap
Go tell the whole kingdom the prince is back

(pre-hook:)

(hook x4:)

(talking)
It's another r-o
Oh yea you know
I had to do this for the bands out there
Had to
It was only right
Yea, i appreciate all the love man
I be seeing ya'll at the football games
And everything
But you know
Tell the band they better play my song
Haha
G's up
Du-dut-du-du
Du-dut-du-du