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letra de talk yo sh!t - c1 & slimzlt

[intro]
(r4diant made this one)
(yo, 3lack, what the h-ll, man?)

[chorus: c1]
bad-bad man only (lt)
real, not a phony (lt)
the hillside’s lit (lt), let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t, bands)
ever seen a shotgun aim fan two of them? (bap)
ridin’ around in a paigon strip (bap, bap)
my man got sicked outside of his bit (money)
the beef never dies, let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t)
i ain’t-i ain’t got nuttin’ to prove to a b-tch
i just do what i want, and i lie to the tings
bad-bad man only (lt)
real, not a phony (lt)
the hillside’s lit (lt), let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t, bands)
ever seen a shotgun aim fan two of them? (bap)
ridin’ around in a paigon strip (bap, bap)
my man got sicked outside of his bit (money)
the beef never dies, let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t)
i ain’t-i ain’t got nuttin’ to prove to a b-tch
i just do what i want, and i lie to the tings

[verse 1: slimzlt]
let me talk my sh-t (my sh-t)
i already took that risk (they know)
it was me on the back of the ped
if not, it was me in the back of the whip (of course)
reach and i slap n-gga ’round his kicks (right now)
sl!ck that sh-t, you on the news at six (at six)
—– got collateral damage
now, he’s in need of a walking stick (p-ssy)
in a blacked out whip (they know)
it’s gang behind them tints (they know)
turnin’ up, tryna turn man off
if we get that drop, man lock that quick (ay, lock it)
sh-t, don’t get caught in the mix (don’t, don’t)
lit, tryna put you in a spliff (of course)
skitz skrred right back to the block (skrrt)
bill up an opp, you know what it is (i did it)
[chorus: c1]
bad-bad man only (lt)
real, not a phony (lt)
the hillside’s lit (lt), let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t, bands)
ever seen a shotgun aim fan two of them? (bap)
ridin’ around in a paigon strip (bap, bap)
my man got sicked outside of his bit (money)
the beef never dies, let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t)
i ain’t-i ain’t got nuttin’ to prove to a b-tch
i just do what i want, and i lie to the tings
bad-bad man only (lt)
real, not a phony (lt)
the hillside’s lit (lt), let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t, bands)
ever seen a shotgun aim fan two of them? (bap)
ridin’ around in a paigon strip (bap, bap)
my man got sicked outside of his bit (money)
the beef never dies, let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t)
i ain’t-i ain’t got nuttin’ to prove to a b-tch
i just do what i want, and i lie to the tings

[verse 2: c1]
i lie to the tings, and i talk my sh-t (of course)
‘course —– then we give him a ching (ying that)
caught —–, he had nowhere to sprint (nope, nope)
slim knocked him, —–, he’s a walkin’ stick
we can never get tired of borin’ pr-cks
wind down the window and hold them pr-cks (bap)
i love my bros (bap), no h0m-, locos, loco
you don’t wanna see that kid (no, you don’t)
all blacked out if i’m takin’ the risk
switch it, and i’m still talkin’ sh-t (pretty)
prettiest face, fat -rs-, no tits
miss, you’re just a type for skid (uh)
i suggest you n-ggas don’t slip
pr-cks, corn flyin’ right to your wig (bap, bap)
how many man’s been chinged?
wind down the window, dotties and things
[chorus: c1]
bad-bad man only (lt)
real, not a phony (lt)
the hillside’s lit (lt), let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t, bands)
ever seen a shotgun aim fan two of them? (bap)
ridin’ around in a paigon strip (bap, bap)
my man got sicked outside of his bit (money)
the beef never dies, let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t)
i ain’t-i ain’t got nuttin’ to prove to a b-tch
i just do what i want, and i lie to the tings
bad-bad man only (lt)
real, not a phony (lt)
the hillside’s lit (lt), let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t, bands)
ever seen a shotgun aim fan two of them? (bap)
ridin’ around in a paigon strip (bap, bap)
my man got sicked outside of his bit (money)
the beef never dies, let me talk my sh-t (bro, talk yo sh-t)
i ain’t-i ain’t got nuttin’ to prove to a b-tch
i just do what i want, and i lie to the tings

- c1 slimzlt

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