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letra de talk it out - husalah

[husalah talking]

[verse 1:]
yo i make music for killas that make music
show dem how to come i’ll the art of the crack deal
is what i mastered in my young days of huslin mane
f-cking b-tches, stomping snitches, plotting riches
burning rubber, cooking work
that was like mob figaz’s drop i was in the 10th grade, dat was nice
not quite enough for me to stop mixing white
so i kept moving, young felix kept moving
next thing u know i was 17 holding units h-lla cream stacking stupid
h-lla b-tches, oral s-x dummy d-ckless
never f-ck em jus get suck take them from they n-gg-s
on the tuck outta state baby dumping chickens
feel the bombsh-ll drop of my life, dang she got murdered
this is not the life man, i’m just a young n-gg- man

[chorus: sample]
no need to talk it out [x8]

[verse 2:]
if ya life was like mine and u was slightly out ya mine
kept a cannon every time on the spot, dumb grind
with so many 24’s the cl-ssmates can’t see you
i’m sliced at the ball game cl-ssmates can’t beat me
waist my whole young life, with the dopefeind people
that crowned u king cus u had mix and u kept it lit
ain’t seen the sun in weeks, i’m on my way home
moms on they way to work, b-tches on they way to school
laughing at ya boy cus my outfit is filthy i’m stacking
sooner or later the same b-tches will feel me what’s happenin?
sw-ngin 8’s at lunch time zap go slapping
young n-gg- stacking sucka b-tts i’m clapping
run towards the magnum, naw n-gg- choppas
helicopters of life fly them just to revive them
so he can think he that i’ll and get killed
tryna touch a real deal schytso bout his scrill
crips won’t make me feel bigga than life
yoking in the mob shot living the life
i wish my n-gg- dose a dose survive them shots
so he can be back with his cut me lil huggin the block
we miss you

[chorus]

[verse 3:]
this verse is for the current time the bottom line is
i had to pay for all them years i was shinning
2003 they caught ya’ll boy grinding federal case that’s outta state 13th case
bestfriend turned snitch told the whole sh-t
had me on one, on the run ranging low
i was tucked in the rich and docked in the o
i can’t forget about my hunter’s point era
i was running from the feds in the hottest blc-k in america man
that’s how i know i’m i’ll my cousin ray is real
i love how ya kept ya cousin safe everyday i think about the future
my lil seed and lil ray
young l, big rome i’m in the zone 15 months it’s nothing, i’ll be right back
a real n-gg- stand silent, crawl in the traps
the only pain still in my heart is for my n-gg- freako
one love to my brother mike fighting the murder beef, n-gg-

[chorus]

- husalah

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