Speaking My Mind
Niggas talkin', niggas walkin', all The bullshit, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Niggas talkin', niggas walkin', all The bullshit, yuh, niggas walkin', You see me drivin', you know I'm flyin'
Bound to place me and my people like Hyen, flip him off the finger, They don't get no fuck respect
Nope, what? Take that fuckin' rag Off his neck, what? Take that fake Chain off his neck
It's yuh, yo, where you, where you live at? No address, got no ID, no Money, this nigga fund me
Might be FBI, get him in his eye, Boy, he got a wire, comin' around Me, man, he's a liar
Try to set me up, did they read my Shit? Why you in my crib? Why You around my bitch
Yo, why you look like a snitch? Nobody says sniffin' shit, little Mouth, little fuckin' raft
Need to be called on this nigga, I'm A. part, that you would ever do that
Come around here, you don't Move packs, you like to eat him, Sniff him, boof him, beat him
I don't know, the streets gon' cheat Him, homeless, Father's Day, Where's your kids
Man, ain't that some shit? Bum Nigga, you better run, nigga
Me and my people come around, We got them muttons, nigga
Nah, never threatened on the Track, still, your face gon' move Back
Like your hairline is, with your Corny braids, what, just 2000 and Shit
You need to fade, bro, you need to Come out here, don't even wait, Bro, don't even wait
Niggas talkin', niggas walkin', all The bullshit, yuh, niggas walkin', You see me drivin', you know I'm flyin'
Bound to place me and my people like Hyen, flip him off the finger, They don't get no fuck respect
Nope, what? Take that fuckin' rag Off his neck, what? Take that fake Chain off his neck
It's yuh, yo, where you, where you live at? No address, got no ID, no Money, this nigga fund me
Might be FBI, get him in his eye, Boy, he got a wire, comin' around Me, man, he's a liar
Try to set me up, did they read my Shit? Why you in my crib? Why You around my bitch
Yo, why you look like a snitch? Nobody says sniffin' shit, little Mouth, little fuckin' raft
Need to be called on this nigga, I'm A. part, that you would ever do that
Come around here, you don't Move packs, you like to eat him, Sniff him, boof him, beat him
I don't know, the streets gon' cheat Him, homeless, Father's Day, Where's your kids
Man, ain't that some shit? Bum Nigga, you better run, nigga
Me and my people come around, We got them muttons, nigga
Nah, never threatened on the Track, still, your face gon' move Back
Like your hairline is, with your Corny braids, what, just 2000 and Shit
You need to fade, bro, you need to Come out here, don't even wait, Bro, don't even wait
Credits
Writer(s): Lewis Moon
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Other Album Tracks
- Speaking My Mind
- Everywhere (feat. Kurupt)
- Dont Bring Her (feat. Lambo Chaney)
- Have That
- 2006 Road Trip (feat. jimmyjamez & Lambo Chaney)
- Pump That Fist 2 (feat. Corrine Da Dream, Lambo Chaney & Eli Supa Fly)
- You Are the One
- Streets Rasied Me (feat. Lambo Chaney)
- Come Back
- Be Right There (feat. Eli Supa Fly) [Special Version]
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