Yea, I tried to talk to him Quit talkin', I'ma hang ya by your tongue, yea Any motormouth could get hung high We don't fuck wit niggaz like fungi We don't even hear ya Hollerin' bullshit, nigga, quit the diarrhea Pistol lie inside of the armrest, um, yes Lay a nigga down in his own mess, don't mess Playa, fuck around wit the homeless, charmless You can leave out here armless, no homies Honest, you niggaz is harmless I'm calm as a Don is supposed to be Costa Nostra, don't ever approach him Don't get close to him Shootouts ain't none but rock n roll to him Leave your blood on the dash, call it rosewood 'Nother murder, 'nother page out the notebook It ain't nothin', it don't make it if you no good I tried to talk to him but then a nigga had to Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, really, I was tryna be calm But uh, that chopper rot put his head in his arms And man, I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, fuck it, make a nigga get loose He had too much talkin' and not enough deuce I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em but I hit em up I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him Y'all take them shoes off your teeth Stop runnin' your mouth No shoes, no feet, I'll run in your mouth I'll come to your house, me an' my goons Loadin' up bangers, ridin' under the moon Throwin' up fingers sayin', "My side rule" If a nigga disagree, ask him, "Must I prove?" That Maybach coupe a cock-eyed fool An' I'm in it like Bennett, hoe, aren't I cool? But if that thermostat switch an' that needle move Then the attitude switch an' the heat'll move I got that, Chiquita banana, clip for the tool Me, the disaster, pity the fool Eat a catastrophe, swallow the truth, belch reality How does it taste? Pie to your face, you a bitch, nigga All pussy, stop comin' out your lips, nigga I tried to talk him but then a nigga had to Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, really, I was tryna be calm But uh, that chopper rot put his head in his arms And man, I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, fuck it, make a nigga get loose He had too much talkin' and not enough deuce I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em but I hit em up I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him Real talk, boy, chill wit the talk, boy That Tommy gun'll tear your neighborhood apart, boy Yeah, leave your feelings in your heart, boy Start with the wrong boy, you end wit a stone, boy Wit your friends to carry you alone To a concrete mattress an' a fluffy tombstone Fuck discussion, I ain't into it, boy I just get to it, let's do it, rip through a boy Big Uzi, just shoot the boy I'm inside lookin' out, you just an intruder, boy You need sutures on your smooches, boy But I tried to talk to him but then a nigga had to Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, really, I was tryna be calm But uh, that chopper rot put his head in his arms And man, I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, fuck it, make a nigga get loose He had too much talkin' and not enough deuce I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him Hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em up, hit em up I ain't even wanna hit em but I hit em up I tried to talk to him, I tried to talk to him © WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com