gangsta talk

Lyrics

yeah, da-da, da-da-da, ah-ah, da-da, put a nigga on that ten consultation, what, what, in the booth with the drac' on me, i ain't never been a bitch, but i put titties on a drac, walk down on the opposition, shoot 'em broad day, i put seven point six-two, filled up the k, that nigga made his bed, so the nigga gotta lay, ay, i'm a savage, a menace, shoot it 'til it's empty, gotta a dick up in the glock since these niggas actin' kiddie, bitch, i'm hotter than herpes, so tell me who fuckin' with me, bitch, i'm only sixteen and a nigga run his city, we don't chase no clout we chase opps nigga, yeah, body after body what's your count nigga, yeah, i should hit a bitch nigga with the draco, yeah, yeah, and you can't join a gang unless you take souls, yeah, you play some games then i gon' feed you to my lil' niggas, these niggas, they be flaggin' just like hilfigers, sellin' 'yo, she grabbed the cut up, where the choke at?, yeah, the fat one, he got hit and he can't talk back, ay, this is gangsta talk and niggas can't relate, i saw my opp out in public, i boost the murder rate, i ain't wanna get caught so i used my thirty-eight, i had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face, i got a glock where my dick at, a brick where my wrist at, no, this ain't a party, but the draco got some kicks, yeah, send a diss, i won't talk back, murder? yeah, i'm 'bout that, he was talkin' out his head, i put a price on his ballcap, hit him in his shoulder, chris brown, make him pop-lock, lurkin' in yo' section in a rental, i'm on opp watch, gat take his soul, give him wings, make him fly high, and i don't know how to dance, but with that chopper i'ma cha-cha, slide on my opp house, shoot the nigga through the curtains, he was tough up on the 'gram 'til i saw him out in person, this niggas talkin' all that shit, now the young nigga nervous, put them holes in his body, now he gotta go in surgery, i'm a lil' nigga with a big stick, my drako called jackie chan 'cause that bitch kick, and i'm pimpin' all these bad hoes, slick ricks, and i don't stop shootin' my gun until that bitch click, ay, this is gangsta talk and niggas can't relate, i saw my opp out in public, i boost the murder rate, i ain't wanna get caught so i used my thirty-eight, i had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face, ay, this is gangsta talk and niggas can't relate, i saw my opp out in public, i boost the murder rate, i ain't wanna get caught so i used my thirty-eight, i had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face