You Don’t Hear Me Tho’ (Radio Mix)

[Intro: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]

But you don't hear me though

[Refrain: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]

Funk, funk, funky

[Verse 1: Rodney O]

Look who's hangin' out with the Falcons

Just because you're on top of a mountain

But what goes up must come down, bro

They didn't care about you four years ago

So what you gonna do when it starts sinkin'?

Get engaged to the pipe and start drinkin'

I don't know but I'll never be sucker's friend

Just because a fool's makin' dead presidents

Rodney O & Joe Cooley don't play that

And you know we never come off wack

I'm only down with my homies from the get-go

I ain't down with O.P.P. and a sideshow

If you don't like it, then I'm throwin' up my finger

Rodney O's keepin' onе in the chamber

Who you're foolin', damn surе not Rodney O

Back to the hook, fool, but you don't hear me though

[Refrain: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]

Funk, funk, funky

[Verse 2: Joe Cooley]

Here I go with the flow, some dope stuff from Joe

Why don't you sit back, and yo, and bop with the tempo

So what up, fellas? Yeah, I got the funky jam

Come up on your blindside, ah yeah, here I am

I'm not down with that R&B, it make me sick

Singin' and frontin', tryna add a rap a little bit

You know what I'm talkin' about, that stuff's not real rap

They try to add the hip-hop flavor and it's still wack

Rodney O, Joe Cooley got the gangster track

Comin' off strong, we're not givin' no slack

Kickin' street lyrics 'cause I know it would stick

I got the hoochie mamas, yeah, they jumpin' on it

Sit back, the rap lovers and smile

The Cooley's about to be your entertainment for a while

You love it, you like it, it's a straight up rap show

And to you R&B fans, you don't hear me though

[Scratching: Joe Cooley]

[Interlude: Rodney O]

Y'all ready for this?

Ooh-wee

[Verse 3: Rodney O]

Time for me to kick another fly funky verse

And if I die, put a sound system in my hearse

"You Don't Hear Me Tho'," is the title, bro

I'm callin' money when I slam down my domino

Uh, fever in the funk house, yeah

And if you play, then you know what I'm talkin' about

Who you foolin' when you say that you can fade the O?

I got a New York critic in a chokehold

He dissed my record 'cause he didn't like my vocals

Now I'm showin' him the meaning of loco

I'm not friends with my peers, so I'm overlooked

I got the P-Funk, fool, on a funky hook

I'm payin' suckers back for all the years of dissin' me

But now I'm rollin' and there ain't no stoppin' me

Rodney O and Joe down with the psycho

Back to the hook, fool, but you don't hear me though

[Refrain: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]

Funk, funk, funky

[Verse 4: Joe Cooley & Rodney O]

L.A.'s the place where the hardcore is happenin'

That's the way it is, so that's the way we're rappin'

Some New Yorkers don't know where we comin' from

And one had the nerve to try to diss Compton?

I take it personal when you diss my hood, son

Now you got me wantin' to break you off somethin' (Yeah)

Now you got me wantin' to break you off somethin'

[Bridge: Rodney O, Joe Cooley & Rodney O & Joe Cooley]

Funk, funk, funky

Joe Cooley is funk, funk, funky

Rodney O is funk, funk, funky

This jam is funk, funk

But you don't hear me though

[Refrain: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]

Funk, funk, funky

[Outro: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]

But you don't hear me though