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letra de what you talkin bout (ft. cory gunz) – gudda gudda

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[intro]
if you ain’t talkin’ money, what you talkin’ ’bout?
if you ain’t talkin’ money, what you talkin’ ’bout?
if you ain’t talkin’ money, what you talkin’ ’bout?
real n-gg-s walkin’ through, better walk around

[verse 1]
pour a pint in the 20, all my n-gg-s be ridin’
f-ck around, see the news – all your n-gg-s be bodies
she told me her n-gg- comin’, she gon’ put me in the closet
i told her “go tell that n-gg- he won’t see me in the closet”
and if his body a bank, shotty gon’ be my deposit
we run up, they run off – who seen where they joggin’?
i get the prop and the posters, shooters gon’ think it’s they market
call the trunk k-mart, guess who gon’ be their target?
no particular n-gg-s, tell y’all set “bye”
burnin’, my chest high, look at my left eye
i know keisha and nina, and my b-tch like chiquita
cut your throat like chiquita, suckin’ off my chiquita
we ’bout it, all my n-gg-s be ’bout it
paper, pistols and p-ssy, all my n-gg-s be ’bout it
they get to sendin’ the shots, all my n-gg-s reroute it
s-x, money and murder, all my n-gg-s be ’bout it

[hook]
if you ain’t talkin’ money, what you talkin’ ’bout?
real n-gg-s walkin’ through, better walk around
chopper hangin’ out, it’s got a drum on it
n-gg-s talkin’ stupid, we go dumb on ’em
ak check, ar check – click-clack, bang! aimin’ at his neck
ak check, ar check – click-clack, bang! aimin’ at his neck

[verse 2]
ridin’ with my rooftop back
light skin, tatted up – tupac back
rest in peace machiavelli – macks to his belly
swiss-cheese a n-gg- – turn him to spaghetti
bunch of p-ssy cats, your whole team scary
got my dogs with me, my whole team ready
f-ck all y’all, already poppin’
got a b-tch named nina, givin’ head proper
she go click-clack – headshot ’em
stomp a n-gg- bl–dy, i’ve got red bottoms
mentally insane, i’ve 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 gunner takin’ off like rockets
you ain’t bringin’ money ’round? n-gg- you could move around
surround your team with choppers singin’ loud, that’s surround sound

[hook]

- letras de ft cory gunz gudda gudda