All Talk
by 3ohBlack
Lyrics : Brian Edwards/Ronald Leggett/Jamal Baker/Ronald Montgomery Music : Brian Edwards/Ronald Leggett/Jamal Baker/Ronald Montgomery **** is some niggas like that, nigga? **** y'all niggas goin'? The ****? The beat man There's 'bout four?of?'em, nigga I don't?give a **** if it was?ten of 'em, nigga I'll leave them niggas right the **** there White Baby the G.O.A.T I'm the same mother****er when gang ain't around, nigga You hear me, not one bang, one sound, nigga If the band ain't there, nigga, these drums still won't make a sound, nigga, you hear me These niggas all talk, I get shit done, you hear me Ayy These niggas all talk now, my niggas all walk down I'm the same nigga when gang ain't around Keep on sneak dissing, you catching them rounds It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I'ma leave 'em right there It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I'ma leave 'em right there These niggas all talk, uh, these niggas all talk, yeah These niggas all talk, uh, these niggas all talk, yeah It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I don't really, really care It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I'ma leave 'em right there These niggas talk too much, shut 'em up I get that Glock, get that K, wet 'em up That's why I ****ed your b***h, you lil' fat mother****er (2Pac, one time) Hit 'em up, hit 'em up (Damn) We gon' make time but some niggas don't do that These niggas do it for the clout like do that b***h, I'm all in like JG and Wop Opp tried to run down, but he got popped My city love me like I'm Biggie or Pac (DC) Trunk get popped and an opp get dropped Took a lil' break, had to get to the money Guess who's back now? Spin a nigga block, ain't nobody drop, so I spin back around Been a wild nigga, got kicked out of preschool (Damn) Check my background I remember niggas ain't have no hoes, but (Now what?) I'm a mack now Shut up (Shh), zip it (Shh), be quiet (Zip it), don't say none' (Shut up) Why you talkin' 'bout guns, you don't spray none? Why you talkin' 'bout guns, you don't spray none? Shut up (Shut up), be quiet (Shut up), lil' nigga These niggas all talk now, my niggas all walk down I'm the same nigga when gang ain't around Keep on sneak dissing, you catching them rounds It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I'ma leave 'em right there It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I'ma leave 'em right there These niggas all talk, uh, these niggas all talk, yeah These niggas all talk, uh, these niggas all talk, yeah It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I don't really, really care It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I'ma leave 'em right there I'm a turnt up nigga like Tay Roc Lackin' with a white girl, Bay Watch (Hey, hey) I'ma keep shootin' 'til the bullets all gone nigga, I don't really care who say stop There's four niggas walkin' up and it's just me Bow!Now it's just three Bow!Now it's just two Bow, bow!Now it's just me Ayy, packs they come in on the first and the third I'm flippin' them ASAP like Rocky or Ferg They on my line 'cause I'm fly like a bird (Hello?) Shawty, she give me beak just like a pelican I told her suck it up, but we ain't wrestling Pull up and hop out, I don't do the threatening Sneak dissing me, better pray to the reverend (Damn) Deebo on my block, I'm sending 'em pedaling Last nigga dissed me on a song, can't speak on it (What happened?), uh When he got up, lil' nigga seat had pee on it (Lil' nigga pissed on himself) You a peon, free Flock Skunk a nigga, twenty-one, Deion You a peon, free Flock Twenty-one, twenty-one, Deion (3oh) These niggas all talk now, my niggas all walk down I'm the same nigga when gang ain't around Keep on sneak dissing, you catching them rounds It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I'ma leave 'em right there It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I'ma leave 'em right there These niggas all talk, uh, these niggas all talk, yeah These niggas all talk, uh, these niggas all talk, yeah It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I don't really, really care It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em I'ma leave 'em right there
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