Lyrics:
at me
I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio
Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me away
But I'm the true living, legend I'm not
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
I'm a fuckin' G
It's Meek Milly, T.I. fuckin' P!
I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free
You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me
Them sucka niggas out
you with it, you done
I'm a keep it a 100, you better get you a gun
Word bond real talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them suckas will talk
I'm
Light the motherfucking roof on fire
Know you see that coupe when we ride
(Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up)
I'm talkin' right now, right now
lane
Skrrrrrt Skrrrrrt, I'm pulling away
I started making a wave now you wanna ride on the wave
I'm a tsunami cause by a hurricane and you barely making
Ya'll know me, the still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these niggas
But I still keep shittin' on niggas lowkey
I don't fuck with you
it all for the beat
I kill the pussy bring the coffin to me
I'm painting pictures got you drawn into me (Yeah)
Girl I love the way you talkin' to me
work it
I put my thing down, flip it and reverse it
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup (ooh)
If you
Can't you feel by how I'm linked in?
(Ooh ah ah ah) once I get that twitch
That's how you tell that I been drinkin'
Think I fucked a lot of wives, the
Way
oh no
I don't need to be loved by you
See my lips on the
Mouth, everybody's talkin' now, baby
Ooh, you know it's true (Yeah! Yeah)
That I was born
You bustin' swishin' swishes
We burn it by the pound
We talkin' stacks of bricks
Whatever it takes to make it
We talkin' crack a his
When they is tryin'
Ain't no breaking me down, bitch I'm breaking the banks
And ain't no holding me down, even if you holding the shanks
I'm controlling the time, nigga
Talkin' that drive-by shit
Everybody talkin' that gangsta shit
Talkin that drive-by shit
Everybody talking that gangsta shit
Slaves to the rhythm
H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday yall got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
Im talkin shit they didn't like
Ridin marble
money but I ain't talkin geico
Niggas always run up on me
Don't know I got that tommy
Put that in his tummy
How you feelin
I'm feelin like a muthafuckin
me (got me)
they aint keepin it real like they talkin, pussy niggas is all that i see
[Talkin ~ Chamillionaire]
there you have it baby. im hearin yall
true love (Jesus loves) I'm talkin' bout that real love, Woah (Jesus loves you)
It's so beautiful to know that the Creator of the universe looked down
walkin' while I'm
Blood, blood, blood talkin' I be
Blood, blood, blood walkin' while I'm
Blood, blood, blood talkin' I be
Blood walkin' and uh, blood
you with it, you done
I'm a keep it a 100, you better get you a gun
Word bond real talk, do my dirt all by my lonely
'Cause them suckas will talk
I'm
stand
(I'm a man) Am I by
(I'm a man) I'm your slave
(I'm a man) I'm a little girl when we make love together
Hey, hey, hey
Jude, don't make it bad
Take
actions just makes me want to die
I'm talkin bout the way you used to say my name
I still like how it sounds
But now you always tellin me I've changed
Guess
the mold
Talkin' bout my baby
We don't need no
The way you love me down
Got me goin' around
I think, I think, I think I'm losin' control
The way you
touch you
(Baby)
Are you by yourself tonight, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
Excuse me I'm talkin
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