letra de what you talkin bout - gudda gudda
[chorus: gudda gudda]
if you ain’t talking money, what you talking bout?
if you ain’t talking money, what you talking bout?
real n-ggas walkin through, better walk around
chopper hanging out, got a drum on it
n-ggas talkin stupid, we go dumb on ’em
ak check, ar check
cl!ck clack bang
aiming at his neck
ak check, ar check
cl!ck clack bang
we aiming at his neck
[verse 1: cory gunz]
[?] 20, all my n-ggas be bout it
f-ck around see the news, all your n-ggas be bout it
she told me her n-gga coming, she gon put me in the closet
i told her go tell that n-gga, he won’t see me in the closet
and if his body [?], shawty gon be my deposit
we run up, they run off
who seen when they jockin?
i get to [?] shooters gon think it’s they market
call the trunk k mart, guess who gon be the target
no particular n-ggas, [?]
burning my chest high, look at my left eye
i know kiesha and nina, and my b-tch like chickita
cut your throat like it’s keeta, sucking off my chickita
we bout it, all my n-ggas be bout it
paper, pistols and p-ssy, all my n-ggas be bout it
they get to sending the shots, all my n-ggas rerout it
s-x, money and murder, all my n-ggas be bout it
[chorus: gudda gudda]
if you ain’t talking money, what you talking bout?
if you ain’t talking money, what you talking bout?
real n-ggas walkin through, better walk around
chopper hanging out, got a drum on it
n-ggas talkin stupid, we go dumb on ’em
ak check, ar check
cl!ck clack bang
aiming at his neck
ak check, ar check
cl!ck clack bang
we aiming at his neck
[verse 2: gudda gudda]
gudda!
riding with my rooftop back
lightskin, tatted up, 2pac back
rest in peace makaveli, macs to his belly
switz cheese a n-gga, turn him to speghetti
bunch of p-ssycats, your whole team scary
got my dawgs with me, my whole team ready
f-ck all y’all, all red poppin
got a b-tch named nina, giving head rocking
she go cl!ck clack, headshot ’em
stomp a n-gga bl–dy, i got red bottoms
[?] i got every problem
beef, we turn that issue to a dead problem
cutter in the trunk, money in my pocket
they can’t stop it, me and gunna taking off like rockets
you ain’t bringing money round, n-gga, you can move around
surround your team with choppers, singing loud, that surround sound
[chorus: gudda gudda]
if you ain’t talking money, what you talking bout?
if you ain’t talking money, what you talking bout?
real n-ggas walkin through, better walk around
chopper hanging out, got a drum on it
n-ggas talkin stupid, we go dumb on ’em
ak check, ar check
cl!ck clack bang
aiming at his neck
ak check, ar check
cl!ck clack bang
we aiming at his neck
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