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Talk That Talk
Ty Dolla $ign & Juicy J feat. Project Pat
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Don't come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit, but shit don't impress me
Don't come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit, but shit don't impress me
I'm a mafia nigga, I got right friends
Blacked out, smoked out in that white Benz
And I still go hard 'til the night ends
My niggas on the block like tight ends
You niggas ain't street, never move alone
Can't go to the club, get followed home
Your niggas might change when they under pressure
When the feds come and get 'em, answer every question
It's some niggas in your clique that'll start hating
When you flying up the charts making top paper
And these thirsty ass bitches wanna have your baby
And these fuck niggas wanna try to assassinate you
G ass nigga, yeah, I put my crown on it
Dope be the only nigga that can look down on me
Catch a nigga while he sleep, put heater up to his head
Whup him with the pistol, then drag him up out the bed
I have to keep in mind this rap game is like the trap
And keep your eyes on them niggas acting like they got your back
Real shit, I know what I'm talking about
I'm speaking the truth, what it is, uh-huh
Don't come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit, but shit don't impress me
Don't come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit, but shit don't impress me
Don B, running up on me, talking that shit
Don B 'round me not smoking no dope
Don B 'round me not spending no cash
Don B... nigga, don't be a hater
Don't think about it now, just do it big
Really wanna do it big? Then jump in my whip
Nothing but real ones in my clique
They be dumping them clips, they be all on them trips
They be mobbing for chips, and we all got a zip
Got six joints already rolled, I done broke too many phones
I done fucked too many hoes, and we all got a zip
Got six joints already rolled, I done broke too many phones
I done fucked too many hoes, oh!
Don't come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit, but shit don't impress me
Don't come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit, but shit don't impress me
187, Maybe hell, maybe heaven
Blowed off, sawed off, dirty MAC-11
Bust on him, unforgiving, fast life I be living
Young nigga, pay attention, know his life in the prison
Masked up, flagged up, nigga need his back up
Nigga had his back turned, jump and shot his back up
Get his ass clapped up like a stripper's anus
Always got smoke coming out the chambers
Lance B in the wrong place at the wrong time
Talking bad about me, young niggas slime
Say he gon' rob me, young nigga hurt him
Got a real lover pack, young nigga serve him
Used to cop from an old head, so he curved him
Got slapped, turned rat, old head murked him
These niggas play these games like a killer
Weak ass nigga be bitch ass nigga
Real ass nigga like Pac, get money
Say hell with these bitches, fuck honey
I'ma get bread, I'ma stack change
Nigga get it wrong, I'ma blow his brains
Straight to kingdom come, my nigga
'Round here we get money, my nigga
'Round here we rap foreign, my nigga
'Round here bodies be snoring, my nigga
Don't come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit, but shit don't impress me
Don't come and get some 187 invitation
You just talk a lot of shit, but shit don't impress me
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