Talk Yo Ass Off
DJ Paul
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Talk your ass off
Talk your ass off
Talk your ass
Talk your ass off
Talk your ass off
Talk your ass
Talk your ass off
Talk your ass off
Talk your ass
Talk your ass off
Talk your ass off
Talk your ass off
Talk your ass off
And watch that shit be talkin' to be put to an end, trick
Talk your ass
Talkin' on your tip and see you got some animosity
Talk your ass off
And watch that shit be talkin' to be put to an end, trick
Talk your ass
Talkin' on your tip and see you got some animosity
And now, the Skinny Nigga
Niggas claim they robbin', motherfucker, where your evidence?
I can't even tell you comin' clean, takin' pity shit
Sickin' up McDonald's, what the fuck, you get some burgers?
Buster ass nigga never shot a fuckin' murder
I'm kickin' in the door, I'm makin' lemons hit the floor for keys
Then I might kidnap the trick if I think he got some more G's
Put him in the backseat, barrel pointed to his face
I'm knowin' this nigga snitchin'
So I increase the fuckin' murder rate
Then I hit the bump, turn Nate and Doe to chokin', thinkin' of a plot
Then I grip the bloody body to a motherfuckin' muddy spot
Tie him to my bumper, drug him, fuck him, I don't love him
Dump him, stomp him, start me bumpin', wheelie, really though, ho
We leave him, fuck it
Run your mouth, talk that shit, M11, 211
On you tricks, 187, so legit, fuckin' hit
Monkey ass niggas on bananas like a Sniff-A-Lot
Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the safe spot
Talk your ass off
And watch that shit be talkin' to be put to an end, trick
Talk your ass
Talkin' on your tip and see you got some animosity
Talk your ass off
And watch that shit be talkin' to be put to an end, trick
Talk your ass
Talkin' on your tip and see you got some animosity
Pulls out a gun
Pulls out a gun
Pulls out a gun
Shoots down all the fiends
Keep runnin' your mouth, nigga, let's see what'll happen
Don't talk shit while you be rappin', just prove it with the strappin'
And if you wonderin' how to kill a man, kill a man, come in his face
And watch that four-pack Glock blow your ass to outer space
Bitch, I don't fuck around, but nigga, you don't hear me though
I clown like Bozo with a chrome .44
Forty-four niggas in my crew say they will kill you slow
Another eighty-five said they'll get rid of your ass fast with slugs
So I set your ass up for a mean-ass murder stroll
Send a freak to fuck you with a bomb in her pussy, ho
It's so easy for the triple six to take you out
You think you know what we about, but you don't know what we about
And to all you niggas that thinkin' that we
Smokin' just all together, we gotta be cool
I sneak up like the real devil that
I am and stab you in your back, bizzo
So smooth, huntin' down the female cannibal king
Demons in my soul, exorcisin' my thoughts, murder in my dreams
Dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams
Talk your ass off
And watch that shit be talkin' to be put to an end, trick
Talk your ass
Talkin' on your tip and see you got some animosity
Talk your ass off
And watch that shit be talkin' to be put to an end, trick
Talk your ass
Talkin' on your tip and see you got some animosity
Pulls out a gun
Pulls out a gun
Pulls out a gun
Shoots down all the fiends