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letra de talkin' my shit - otmb $leezo

[intro]
better get back, ‘cause on my momma this .40 spit back
scratch that come closer, this cutta gon’ knock yo wig back
grip that he holdin his stomach, he caught a bounce p-ss
won’t last. them n-gg-s that’s talkin’ gon’ catch the click clack

[verse]
lick that, run up with the yoppa come get your shit back
twist that the wuss feelin’ wonderful in a skimask
i focus on every song, you know that i listen to feedback
don’t blast, last n-gg-s that said that ain’t finna come ba ck
don’t fap walkin’ with that shit on safety might get yo shit splat
real fact, you try to elaborate we don’t hear that
fear that, runnin’ up with the hockey sticks like a gym cl-ss
hold fast imma go grab a tommy like i’m a rugrat
touch that, she feelin’ my yiki l’m like don’t touch that. where the drum at?
not gonna stop shootin’ ‘til they shootback. they like who that?
k!llers in the sky issa thug life and they knew that
just p-ss me the rocket cause imma up it, imma shoot that
n-gg-s thinkin’ they gangsta’ cause they got locked up and got a few tats’
but you really don’t know my n-gg-s ‘cause they livin’ and they do that
pay for your slimes cause they the type of n-gg-s to shoot at
‘cause you not with yo friends you not the typa n-gg- to do that
you know if i catch you with that mac 90, you ain’t gon shoot back
see you’d rather jus’ sit back n do your thing just like a cool -ss
never a problem we’ll sacrifice ya for a few racks
n-body can find him cause we dumped him where the pool was at
never a savage she only fish where all the losers at
don’t think that it’s over, your buddy b-tchin’ i’m pursuin that
catch me in the trenches, writin’ cause thats where i’m coolin’ at
talkin shit, but got yo stupid n-gg- you’s a fool for that
just like the real one then you got caught up with yo goof -ss
n-gg-s gave you a chance, then you tripped up and had to do his -ss
pressure without a weapon, this .40 gonna stoop his -ss
soon as he ducked it he f-cked around and got his shooter wet
soon as i upped it, i finger f-cked and made it do a dance
n-gg- not havin’ it, until the metal is up out my pants
b-tches talkin shit, but i promise they some f-ckin’ feds
ran up on him in his lane and imma hit him-

[chorus]
then i gotta skrrt up off the jam (yeah)
had to f-ckin’ skrrt up off the jam (yeah)
had to pop his -ss right up on cam’ (yeah)
n-gg-s talkin’ shit up in my land (yeah)
run up on him talkin’ with the clan (yeah)

[verse 2]
otmb is what i’m f-ckin’ with
n-gg-s really talkin’ that shit, but he gon’ duck a clip
ran up on him with the .30 and imma hit his leg
n-gg-s really talkin’ that shit i make his car flip. then we gon zip his body up
n-gg-s is really talkin’ shit throw ‘em up in the truck
we gon’ drive his -ss right over a bridge, you know how we live
otmb is what i’m bangin’ until i d.i.e
n-gg-s is really talkin’ that shit hit em in the e.y.e

[chorus]
then i gotta skrrt up off the jam (yeah)
had to f-ckin’ skrrt up off the jam (yeah)
had to pop his -ss right up on cam (yeah)
n-gg-s talkin’ shit up in my land (yeah)
run up on him f-ckin’ with the clan
run up on him f-ckin’ with the clan
run up on him f-ckin’ with the clan
(gang)

- otmb leezo

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