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letra de all talk - 3ohblack

[intro]
f-ck is some n-gg-s like that, n-gg-?
f-ck y’all n-gg-s goin’?
the f-ck?
the beat man
there’s ’bout four of ’em, n-gg-
i don’t give a f-ck if it was ten of ’em, n-gg-
i’ll leave them n-gg-s right the f-ck there
white baby the g.o.a.t
i’m the same motherf-cker when gang ain’t around, n-gg-
you hear me, not one bang, one sound, n-gg-
if the band ain’t there, n-gg-, these drums still won’t make a sound, n-gg-, you hear me
these n-gg-s all talk, i get sh-t done, you hear me
ayy

[chorus]
these n-gg-s all talk now, my n-gg-s all walk down
i’m the same n-gg- when gang ain’t around
keep on sneak dissing, you catching them rounds
it could be four of ’em, ten of ’em, i’ma get rid of ’em
i’ma leave ’em right there
it could be four of ’em, ten of ’em, i’ma get rid of ’em
i’ma leave ’em right there
these n-gg-s all talk, uh, these n-gg-s all talk, yeah
these n-gg-s all talk, uh, these n-gg-s all talk, yeah
it could be four of ’em, ten of ’em, i’ma get rid of ’em
i don’t really, really care
it could be four of ’em, ten of ’em, i’ma get rid of ’em
i’ma leave ’em right there

[verse 1]
these n-gg-s talk too much, shut ’em up
i get that glock, get that k, wet ’em up
that’s why i f-cked your b-tch, you lil’ fat motherf-cker (2pac, one time)
hit ’em up, hit ’em up (d-mn)
we gon’ make time but some n-gg-s don’t do that
these n-gg-s do it for the clout like do that
b-tch, i’m all in like jg and wop
opp tried to run down, but he got popped
my city love me like i’m biggie or pac (dc)
trunk get popped and an opp get dropped
took a lil’ break, had to get to the money
guess who’s back now?
spin a n-gg- block, ain’t n-body drop, so
i spin back around
been a wild n-gg-, got kicked out of preschool (d-mn)
check my background
i remember n-gg-s ain’t have no hoes, but (now what?)
i’m a mack now
shut up (shh), zip it (shh), be quiet (zip it), don’t say none’ (shut up)
why you talkin’ ’bout guns, you don’t spray none?
why you talkin’ ’bout guns, you don’t spray none?
shut up (shut up), be quiet (shut up), lil’ n-gg-

[verse 2]
i’m a turnt up n-gg- like tay rock
lackin’ with a white girl, bay watch (hey, hey)
i’ma keep shootin’ ’til the bullets all gone
n-gg-, i don’t really care who say stop
there’s four n-gg-s walkin’ up and it’s just me
now it’s just three
now it’s just two
now it’s just me
ayy, packs they come in on the first and the third
i’m flippin’ them asap like rocky or ferg
they on my line ’cause i’m fly like a bird (h-llo?)
shawty, she give me beak just like a pelican
i told her suck it up, but we ain’t wrestling
pull up and hop out, i don’t do the threatening
sneak dissing me, better pray to the reverend (d-mn)
deebo on my block, i’m sending ’em pedaling
last n-gg- dissed me on a song, can’t speak on it (what happened?), uh
when he got up, lil’ n-gg- seat had pee on it (lil’ n-gg- p-ssed on himself)
you a peon, free flock
skunk a n-gg-, twenty-one, deion
you a peon, free flock
twenty-one, twenty-one, deion (3oh)

- 3ohblack

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