Shit Talkin

(Cloudy Beatz) Sheesh

Aye... who fuckin' with me???
Let a nigga try to say my name, and we dumpin' 50!
I don't do the Back and Forths, I'll never diss
But if I up this big bitch, I'll never miss
I ran threw some hoes, I'll never miss
You ran threw some hoes, I'll never hit
Early in the morning, smoking, drinkin' a Fireball
Caught dawg slipping, blew his house up with a firebomb
Slide thru yo block, shoot yo bro wit a rusty K
This bitch got double D's, like a busty bae
This nigga tryna roll a gram, I'm tryna roll an 8th
How the fuck you gettin' high and smokin' shake?
Walked in, got hoes choosin', I'm smooth as fuck
1942, Don Julio, smooth as fuck
Pussy wetter than a pool, when I wanna fuck
Got the head and nut, I'm cool... I don't wanna fuck
Threw my handgun away, I'm up the Pump
Anytime cops pull me over, I don't open trunks
Nah... cuz I probably had O's in the trunk
Yelling "Donut" when I shoot... put a hole in a punk
I had to laugh, all my Opps goin' out sad
You sittin' on yo ass, I'm takin' trips just to get that bag
Doing turnarounds like I forgot my bag
...Damn, I'm shittin' on'em, My bad
Gun made'em stop drop and roll, this ain't a fire drill
Turn'em to an Opp pack, all I smoke is kill
Sneak diss who? We ain't wit none of dat
If I send shots somebody way, he ain't coming back

Shit talkin' at its finest, I don't mumble rap
Hunnid racks, just off features, I hustle rap
Bad bitch with a fat ass, where her stomach at?
Percocet Dick, 30 minutes, Got her coming back
You the type to take a nigga style and try to run with that
Street nigga, if you buy verse from him, you get a gun with that
Whip my Dick out on a bitch, putchu tongue on that
You ain't smoke mo' za than me, I bet my... Alright
You ain't smoke mo' za than me, I'll bet my right lung on that
Exercise, up the 4-5, he did jumpin' Jacks
Off white on, Louis V and a little Gucci
How the fuck you from west pad and you don't know Poody?
I cheated on my bitch, and she left, She so stupid
FN 5-7, You got vest, but this a blow through it
Pint of Wok, $4,800... Well, I want two then
You say your best friend off limits, I want you then
Quarter million dollars, all cash, I need more than two hands
Real diamond link, every stone, 22 bands
These bowls like a bad Cali bitch, they got flew in
Right hand, full of all hunnids, this my blue hand
Hunnid band play just touched, I did the Skub dance
One day I seen a sober nigga get...
One day I seen a sober nigga get smoked by an Ooh-Head
You don't wanna learn what I'm talking about, go to school, then
Better take your ass to school then...
(inaudible)
Cream soda black as hell, It ain't Trish, bro, this all Wok
10 milli, 10 shots in it, it's a small Glock
$315 for a line of Wok like a small block
Man y'all niggas ain't on shit, Y'all a mall cops
Ghetto Boyz shit, You know what the fuck going on



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Writer(s): Corey Dennis
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