Search results for 'talk that shit now by rebirth brass band' Page #3

the forth of July
Watch your man he getting Outta hand tryenna flex with a band
I bet that’s all he has
breaking shit up like glass
Skin so shiny like brass

Dreams... And by the way that was off the new Maiden England video which we shall talk about in a
minute... you know, after a year you pushed it up to number

now
But at the time I was going I
Would look around at the work
Of the class and not feel inspired by the
Teachers, and I kinda, the
Idea of being

like dog wit bones
Smoking, Smoking
Gas, Gas
Toting, Toting
Bands, Bands
Them niggas ain't real like me
Buffalo got them bills like me
I just don't talk

Live From the Streets

Brett

Up Close and Personal

2001

run to the law
That's why I can't even run 'less I run with a four
or I walk with a three, come and talk to 'em P
You can catch me down bottom with

Curtis 187

50 Cent

Curtis [Clean]

2007

how you talk
I'll send yo' punk ass to therapy to learn how to walk

I bust a clip, I'll hit ya hip, I'm takin? your shit
That's how the eses play for

Curtis 187

50 Cent

Curtis

2007

Spotford but never that now
When my name in ya mouth, better watch how you talk
Send yo punk ass to therapy to learn how to walk
I bust a clip Ill hit ya

магазин, хоуми, ты не заходи (oh flex!)

Right now I don’t give a damn shit
I feel like it’s movies and it’s Heaven’s Knocking (yah)
Run up and run up

fucking teeth in with that brass up on my fist
And this bitch won’t get up off me
What you want, she can’t resist
Talk your shit, I pull the Glock
Don’t try

out, no way out

I said I'd be home because I
Don't wanna do that right now
I don't got time for that shit
I'ma kill you and you better
Hop in the casket

I'm the fucking man
I-I-I got a Glock on my hip
That's all they talk about and go to jail for some stupid shit
Lil-Lil boy you's a bitch
Now tell me do

niggas ain't bout that life
Pussy ass niggas ain't bout that life

Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned

on a bully on sight 
Last straw, just polluted the sprite 
Been sloppy just the way that I write

Ay, wanna boss up so i flex my wrist
wanna talk up so i flex

Goddamn these niggas talk shii on the gram
But fuck it I do what they can't
These bitches chase me for the bands
Like Garra I'm bringing the sands

old now
And that shit give me chills, fuck I gotta take yours
I'm the originator, make it then I make more, written in stone, you can't forge
You

(Dirty soda in a coffee shop)
(why so many questions)
(Do your Job!)
Black man by the corner store
In the East side nigga 
Brass pan I don't slang

spent a rack on that lil' fashion shit
I did the dash in the damn fastest whip
I did the dash by my side had the baddest bitch
Lifestyle crazy not average

drive-thru, uh
High as an Einstein IQ, yeah (IQ)
She gon' get my name as a tattoo (tattoo)
No square shit, that's a taboo
Let's do no boy Malibu
Ybn (BN),

sentimental
I get these bands it get me sentimental
I get these bands it get me sentimental
This shit was destined, wasn't incidental
They tried to play me, I

never been the fiend that I dreamt for (brrr)
I knoe she loved me for my peep talk (eey)
Knoe she criticizes shit
Now she got to fetish me, now she got

Talk my Shit


I’m sick with it to vicious stickin to the roots mixing/
Any religion from a narcissistic Christian confessing/
Your beliefs on any

drown
Got brass so they're chasin me now
When I see 'em they get a hug
And I ain't seen shakin a pound
Now if he walks like it and
Talks like and whores

Cheers

Josh Martinez

Midriff Music

Turn up everything til you feel it in your spine
Design by a live band to get crowds moving
The rebirth of dancing lets start the movement

Yelling

Back in the day, I was A-OK with some shit that's making me grimace as I think about it Now
But I think I better think about it
How did I end up with