Never Talk Down (feat. Rappin' 4-Tay & MC Breed) [Drum Mix - Street]

Just, uh, smackin' these hoes
My nigga, breathe, ain't no seeds in no weed

You see, you never talk down on a player
I spray ya to break to your knees, you best to say a prayer
'Cause funk been a part of my life ever since the starting gate
Remember me and my nigga $hort Dog way back in '88
Broke them bitches down with some sexual healing
And man the town ain't been the same since, "Don't fight the feeling"

But now you new boy started off in this game on a accident
Copied another nigga's style, punk, don't let this rap shit
Get you broke off 'cause see it's potent like that ain't right
Find a maiden name for yourself but don't believe the hype

Fool who you think I was the dope of your producer
If it wasn't for them dogs and them hogs, you wouldn't have a future
Now let me add that I could never be scarier
Rappin' fo' wanna raise off in that Bay Area
Stickin' to that ass like a hot bowl of grits
Hits on top of hits, who you think started this shit?

Never talk down on a playa
Unless you ready to be straight labelled as a hater
Save a bitch in a minute for a nut
It's the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, nigga

Never talk down on a playa
Unless you ready to be straight labelled as a hater
Save a bitch in a minute for a what? (What?)
It's the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, nigga

It's going down right now, California mackin' at its best
Somethin' for my niggas on the grind from the west
Cali is my home, but it's just like yours
Niggas love to get money while they fuck they whores

Hit all the parties and do the same old shit
Bitches gettin' broke 'cause the game don't quit
I had a flash back, it was the Oakland Raiders
At the Coliseum, we ain't nothin' but playas

Diamonds glistenin' hoes whistlin'
Bitches know my name 'cause it's a natural thing
I had to bend the corna, really didn't want her
Punk, you's a gonner, heard you was on a

Stick up mission, triple beam in the kitchen
Never shot nobody, but I'm damn sho' itchin' to blast you
'Cause in your dream, you shot me
Then you woke up and found out you can't stop me

You see, you never talk down on a playa
Unless you ready to be straight labelled as a hater
Save a bitch in a minute for a nut
It's the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, nigga

Never talk down on a playa
Unless you ready to be straight labelled as a hater
Save a bitch in a minute for a what?
It's the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, bitch

If buckin' 'em up fuckin' the mic be a crime
Best believe the police got a APB out on mine
Because I gots mo' disguises than that fool inspector gadget
I'm not a witch but crystal ball let me have it, ah

I seen playa hatin' way back from da gate
Now everybody wanna be a P-L-A-Y-A
While life to you self play the role wasn't a simp
Knowin' damn well your girl brought Shorty the pimp
Because they smile in ya face
And all the while them motherfuckers wanna take ya place

That's right, funky from the old school been doin' shows
Been comin' tight in studios
Songs on the radio interviews and laughs
Up at the mall signin' autographs
And ain't nuttin' gonna change in '96
'Cause this pimp gotta mack all the finest bitches
And get paid from the game
So they never talk down on a playas name

You never talk down on a playa
Unless you're ready to be straight labelled as a hater
Save a bitch in a minute for a nut
It's the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, nigga

Never talk down on a playa
Unless you're ready to be straight layed where there's a hater
Save a bitch in a minute for a (what?)
It's the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, bitch

(4-Tay, $hort Dog, and Breed like this) check me out
Remember that, runnin' back, sayin' breeders hatin' you
Takin' you to another level, nigga makin' you
We got plenty of hoes in da back screamin', "Okay"
Who you fuckin' 'round with? "4-Tay"
Ice like T out to get paid, $hort Dog bringin' hoes to the pimpery (ay)

I faded off this tangarey daily
Niggas wanna play me, but plenty of bitches pay me
Over all, I balls more and none test
I keep a gun and I put two off in a nigga's chest
And see coincide within the same heartbeat
That's right, I give a motherfucker five feet
For further information, I get into meditation
Now that I have your ass shaking, I conclude my calculations, ay

See, you never talk down on a playa
Unless you're ready to be straight labelled as a hater
Save a bitch in a minute for a nut
It's the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, nigga

Never talk down on a playa
Unless you're ready to be straight labelled as a hater
Save a bitch in a minute for a (what?)
It's the funk when this dog got you fiendin' on this funk, nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Forte, Todd Anthony Shaw, Eric Breed, Stuart R. Jordan, Taj Tilghman
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