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letra de let me talk my shit, pt. 2 - sleazyworld go

let me talk my sh-t, pt. 2 lyrics
[intro]
ooh-wee
ooh, know what i’m sayin’
now this b-tch raw right here
turn me up real fast
ayy (ooh-wee)
ooh-wee (ayy, ayy, ayy)
ooh-motherf-ckin’-wee (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
dumbass n-gga
n-ggas gon’ hate me for this (what the f-ck goin’ on?)
check it

[verse]
heard some n-ggas wanna k!ll me (huh?), n-gga, move somethin’ (n-gga, move somethin’)
f-ckin’ with them switches, i done f-cked around and blew somethin’ (bah)
get on it
we jus got his drop, so we gon’ sit on it (come here)
thought he was bad b-tch out in public how we hit on him (grrt)
dance with it
p-ssy was so good, i had to dance in it (ooh)
bro wasn’t even like that
well, why the f-ck you put your mans in it? (why the f-ck you put your mans in it?)
dum-dum
chopper don’t make sense without a drum-drum
heard that lil’ load he in got chewed up like some bubblegum (bah)
ooh-wee
i just caught a opp and made a movie (ooh-wee)
all these d-mn clips on us, don’t ask us what we shooting (who we shootin’ at)
shake hands? p-ssy saw me out and tried to shake hands (p-ssy tried to shake my hand)
if i blow this glocky, he might f-ck around and break dance (dumbass)
ask the last tough n-gga how we deebo’d him (deebo’d that n-gga)
told baghdad to wake him up, he went to sleep on him (he went to sleep on him)
his b-tch get f-cked, then go home and go to sleep on him
thought he was a slave the way we caught him and we beat on him (come here)
ayy, ayy
i might hop out trippin’ with this ak
(you think you a man with that gun in your hand, don’t you?)
yeah, i ain’t craig or day-day (i ain’t craig or day-day)
this ain’t friday, this ain’t no movie, i’ma blow you (i’ma blow you)
walk up on me strange, you gettin’ changed if i don’t know you (dumbass lil’ n-gga)
oh, he think it’s sweet? come see, i’ll show you (come here)
get that b-tch stopped, i promise they gon’ have to tow you (they gon’ have to tow you)
get in there
oops, i missed her face, got it in her hair (got it on her hair)
she gon’ still eat this d-ck up like she don’t even care
pop, pop
all you heard is shots, then an opp dropped (bah, bah)
i think n-ggas scared ’cause they don’t never slide on my block
[outro]
never slide over here
never slide over here
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
your mother and i never would’ve moved into this neighborhood if we had known you need a gun to walk down the d-mn street
you know how it is around here
oh, no, son, that’s not the way it is
you kids today are nothin’ but punks
sissified
so quick to pick up a gun
you’re scared to take an ass-whippin’

- sleazyworld go

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