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Listen, Mp3 Download, and read the lyrics to "Can't Tell" by Young Thug featuring T.I.

& Boosie Badazz.

The song was produced by London on da Track.

With Young Thug currently enjoying a run as one of the game's biggest and most influential voices, it's funny to look back on a time he was still endearing himself to a sceptical mainstream audience.

And to be fair, it wasn't exactly the easiest task for the verbally dexterous Atlanta native, who found himself plagued by Lil Wayne comparisons and sceptics still mourning a perceived transition away from "lyrical rap." Yet those who listened beyond the surface found much to enjoy about Thugger's approach, and Barter 6 served as an impressive turning point for the eclectic Slime Season artist.

Though much has been made about the breakout single "Check," one of the project's finest moments arrives by way of "Can't Tell," an epic Southern link-up between Thugger, T.I, and Boosie Badazz.

Over some eerie production from London On Da Track, all three parties proceed to body the instrumental in their own way, with Tip in particular absolutely snapping on his opening verse.

Though each rapper brings a different style to the table, "Can't Tell" works wonders in presenting them as a united front, a validation that Thugger can ably hang with the veterans.

Young Thug - Can't Tell (ft.

T.I.

& Boosie Badazz) (prod.

London on da Track) Lyrics.

[Intro: Young Thug] Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah [Chorus: Young Thug & T.I.] Niggas say they fuck with you, I can't tell $500,000 Chevelle (Aye) I got bricks and birds for retail (Aye) I got 100,000 worth of belts (Racks) These bitches and these niggas know That they can't play around here (Yeah) I call the spot elementary (Yeah) 'Cause I keep a K around here (Hey, hey, turn it, turn it!) (Yeah) All my Aces (Ow!) if you play (Yup!) They make you grady baby (Woo!) (Ah!, woo!) I might shoot you (Aye) in your head And then it's no more thinking (Thu-thu-thu-thu! Turn up!) (Aye) Pussy boy, I'll leave you dead And call it dedication (No pressure, aye!) (Woo!) I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication (Aye! My drink medicated) (Hey!) [Verse 1: T.I.] Hold up, pull up, roll up, pour up (Po' up) Ounces in a soda (Woo) Push up on your bitch and shawty I didn't even know her (We had a show) Hey, see this hood I throw up (Yeah) Realest one I ever seen (Bankhead!) ATL, call it XXL (What) 'Cause we stay spittin' shells out a long magazine (Grah!, bah!) Real nigga got a crown, better own that thing (What!) If the game got a throne, bet I'm on that thing (Yup!) Beloved dope dealer and a well known King And a killer 'pending how you put your spin on things (Hey!, man) You know how many suckers get ahead I've seen? 'Bout the same amount of pussy niggas dead I've seen (Uh huh) You know how many bitches in the bed I've seen? (Uhh) That like asking me how much bread I've seen (Hmm) Aye, more than enough, in God we trust You love a real niggas then fuck with us But if you got a problem with it then fuck with us It be ashes to ashes, dust to dust Got your bitch riding everything but the bus She let me put it everywhere but the butt (Hah) I always tell the bitch don't talk so much (Shh) She say "Who I'm hidin' from? What the fuck? For what?" (Hey! [Chorus: Young Thug & T.I.] Niggas say they fuck with you, I can't tell $500,000 Chevelle (Aye) I got bricks and birds for retail (Aye) (Uhh) I got 100,000 worth of belts (Racks) (Tell 'em!) These bitches and these niggas know (Uh huh) That they can't play around here (Yeah) I call the spot elementary (Yeah) 'Cause I keep a K around here (Hey, hey, turn it, turn it!) (Yeah) All my Aces (Ow!) if you play (Yup!) They make you grady baby (woo!) (Ah!, woo!) I might shoot you (Aye) in your head And then it's no more thinking (Thu-thu-thu-thu! Turn up!) (Aye) Pussy boy, I'll leave you dead And call it dedication (No pressure, aye!) (Woo!) I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication (Aye! My drink medicated) (Hey!) [Verse 2: Young Thug] Man I'm leanin' so bad I can't do a push up for a million (Lean, lean lean lean) Catch a nigga baby mama Make her give me nothing but ceiling (Head), aye Hey, never had time to rap and cap And dap these tramps, my ice a lamp I can't adapt, I'd rather slap I rather pop his cap and naps His mom, his aunt, his dad, his cat (Woo!) 2004, I was screaming everything Gucci No Big Cat (Woo!) And we was skatin' up, ridin' with the K's Shootin' at all these big racks Fuck a officer (Yeah) Akon, what it do, bruh? (What it do?) Keep these fuckin' hoes off of you (Why?) When you get some new money turn new or (Swoo!) You gon' wish you would've or could've (And what?) The way I Sit down and get rich like a booker (Yeah) Might drop the top up off it If I don't get into the helicopter (Racks!) Feeling like I'm on a blue dolphin (Why?) Nigga ridin' round with like hella choppers Every time I need new surgery (What?) I'm gon' call up my head doctor (Brrrrrrr) Five more thousands 'cause She ain't got no head problems (She the best, she the best) Yeah, all my niggas they be bleedin' nigga (What?) Yeah, they ain't gon' never cheat a nigga (Aye, aye, aye) Yeah, pop a watermelon any season, nigga (Aye) Yeah, hey, Imma bag her every time I see her, nigga (K's up!) Fishing hoes with my hook (What?) Pockets all swollen, no book (What?) Glasses on, she don't know how I look (Nerdy, nerdy) Since I'm on, how the fuck do I look? (I'm on, I'm on...) You ain't got no milli, you can't tell me how I look (Ohh...) I'm a big old Blood over here, I'm Suge (Ahh!) [Chorus: Young Thug & T.I.] Niggas say they fuck with you, I can't tell $500,000 Chevelle (Aye) I got bricks and birds for retail (Aye) I got 100,000 worth of belts (Racks) These bitches and these niggas know That they can't play around here (Yeah) I call the spot elementary (Yeah) 'Cause I keep a K around here (Hey, hey, turn it, turn it!) (RAH!) (Yeah) All my Aces (Ow!) if you play (Yup!) They make you grady baby (woo!) (Ah!, woo!) I might shoot you (Aye) in your head And then it's no more thinking (Thu-thu-thu-thu! Turn up!) (Aye) Pussy boy, I'll leave you dead And call it dedication (No pressure, aye!) (Woo!) I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication (Aye! My drink medicated) (Aye!, hey!) [Verse 3: Boosie Badazz & Young Thug] Aye, you ain't read the paper? (You ain't read the paper?) You ain't seen the news? Got a team of goons bout action Never start it, but I finish it, so nasty, ask 'em (Ask 'em) They know 'bout me I'm so Keyshia with the 9, rock-a-bye, baby So smooth, so fly, baby (So fly, boom, boom!) Rock-a-bye, baby (Yeah) Let me turn up now, four shows a week 100 thousand a piece, we getting bread now (Bread now) (Yeah) Mama don't worry 'bout nothin' ('bout nothin') You can kick up your legs now (Yeah) I ain't lying, got hitters on top of hitters (Chop it, nigga!) Got hitters on top of hitters (Yeah) Rest in peace to my nigga Lil Bleek (Lil Bleek!) I miss you, I miss you nigga Just tryna live and have a lil fun, nigga Nephew just came home, half a million dollar bond, nigga I got fans that bust yo' ass, you talk 'bout Boosie baby Got off my ass, went got that bag, and Boosie made it Hate that, nigga [Chorus: Young Thug & T.I.] Niggas say they fuck with you, I can't tell $500,000 Chevelle (Aye) I got bricks and birds for retail (Aye) I got 100,000 worth of belts (Racks) These bitches and these niggas know That they can't play around here (Yeah) I call the spot elementary (Yeah) 'Cause I keep a K around here (Hey, hey, turn it, turn it!) (Yeah) All my Aces (Ow!) if you play (Yup!) They make you grady baby (Woo!) (Ah!, woo!) I might shoot you (Aye) in your head And then it's no more thinking (Thu-thu-thu-thu!, turn up!) (Aye) Pussy boy, I'll leave you dead And call it dedication (No pressure, aye!) (Woo!) I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication (Aye!, my drink medicated) (Hey!) Boosie Badazz


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