letra de talk my shit ! - gutta babi
aye , momma said boy u sick where yo mental , tol her imma take off by november , lord forgive me i kno imma sinner , , b-tch im cold like outside in winter , member days i was servin dem rocks posted up on da block trynna make me a play , b-tch ill run in yo house where you lay , 30 jammed so i got me a k ill pull up where u stay wit some shootas ,boy u p-ssy u talk on computers , my lil bru juh got flipped flipped a rooga , he got out and ge got a bazooka, i was broke ainn een want a job , pistol totin young n-gga love to rob , i just got a new thirty wit a beem , run up on my takin yo jaw
( verese ), like a vet imma take off his roof , imma poppem ion need no boot , how df u had a gun yeen shoot , keep it on me imma blow it like a flute , imma put a f-ck n-gga on da news , my new b-tch suck dat d-ck in da coupe ,aye , she like how i hit it she screamin(yea) , she sucking on all of my s-m-n (yea) , she likin dat d-ck now she feinin (yea) , im sippin dat drank got me leanin (b-tch im leanin ) , see imma just talk my sh-t (talk my sh-t ) , dese b-tches gon like dat sh-t ( b-tches gon like dat ), dese n-ggas dey f-ck wit my flow , but kno dey can’t bite dat sh-t , he say he gon run up on me , i told lil bruh try dat sh-t
every beat i get on imma k!ll it , point me put to dat sack imma get it , b-tch im thuggin i came from them trenches
brand new glizzy it came with a titty , run up on me i empty da clip ,burn out yo chest and put two in yo fiddy , say im gon put my dawgs on the map , rokkin out shows takin over yo city
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momma said boy u sick where yo mental , tol her imma take off by november , lord forgive me i kno imma sinner , , b-tch im cold like outside in winter , member days i was servin dem rocks posted up on da block trynna make me a play , b-tch ill run in yo house where you lay , 30 jammed so i got me a k ill pull up where u stay wit some shootas ,boy u p-ssy u talk on computers , my lil bru juh got flipped flipped a rooga , he got out and ge got a bazooka, i was broke ainn een want a job , pistol totin young n-gga love to rob , i just got a brand new thirty wit a beem , run up on my takin yo jaw ( and im takin yo jaw)
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