☆ Talk That Shit

(Verse)

From nothing to something

Pour war was a classic

Streets is talking I set the city down on ratchets

Critic myself try anything just to match it

Back on top, shit I ain’t worried about you bastards

Call gets to click his load , see where we at

Studio garage is a thing in the past

Remember big D used to say your time coming

I walk the mile, not the game shit I run it

Back to back range rovers me and big D

I put that on my mama shit we fucked up the street

Life for a life best believe this shit be

A hundred nigga strong ye the squad road D

Remember we in Vegas blew 80 to the face

Niggas wasn’t mad, we was happy ’cause we ate

Came another soul ever ever take your place

The general salute, Big D the great

(Hook)

Let me talk that shit

Just let me talk that shit

Let me talk that shit

Just let me talk that shit

(Verse)

So called beef but you know who

Bustin with that you know what

The feds is watching nigga who know what

You’s a motherfucking snitch man you froze up

It’s black and white I don’t trust your life

You was more like my brother , your mama like my mama

Mill sell watch it, the whole time we plotin

The whole time we wild all up, burn the tires all up

Got a job with the police he hide all up

Spit a loogie on my heart never thought it was you

I bring you in what the fuck I’m to do

The whole crew like kill ’em , nigga I can’t let you walk

You got the homies 20 years I can’t let you talk

I don’t give a fuck who you with, the dirty ass kids

The top will go bang, your head got a price

You took one homie you a sacrificed life

When niggers do wrong ask God to make it right

(Hook)

Let me talk that shit

Just let me talk that shit

Let me talk that shit

Just let me talk that shit

(Verse)

I swear to God bitch, your loyalty is fucked up

Fuck on whoever to buy you a new truck

Thought you had my back , throught you was my love

Hanging with them bitches turned down in the club

I never knew this, keys to fuck a niggas for change

It’s pretty strange turned out by lames

In the car rottin, setting niggas up

Thinking life a game till the games catch up

Till these days co aside with your past

I heard you doin good, got a regular job now

Stay back in the hood, thinking shit all sweet

Remember J and Lil B, got some money on your face

Cost you walking down the street

Should’ve stabbed but you a fail ass bitch

I can’t help you

You a dead bitch now with kids who gonna help you

All I wanted was your loyalty had your back on the real

4 Maestro plates, rims ,damn

(Hook)

Let me talk that shit

Just let me talk that shit

Let me talk that shit

Just let me talk that shit