Gangsta Talk

Yeah

Da-da, da-da-da, ah-ah, da-da

Put a ***** on that Tee, consultation

What, what

In the booth with the Drac' on me

I ain’t never been a *****, but I put t*****s on a Drac'

Walk down on the opposition, shoot 'em broad day

I put seven point six-two, filled up the K

That ***** made his bed, so the ***** gotta lay

Ay, I’m a savage, a menace, shoot it 'til it's empty

Gotta a **** up in the Glock since these ****** actin' kiddie

*****, I'm hotter than herpes, so tell me who ******' with me

*****, I'm only sixteen and a ***** run his city

We don't chase no clout we chase opps *****, yeah

Body after body what’s your count *****? Yeah

I should hit a ***** ***** with the Draco, yeah, yeah

And you can’t join a gang unless you take souls

Yeah, you play some games then I gon' feed you to my lil’ ******

These ******, they be flaggin' just like Hilfigers

Sellin' 'yo, she grabbed the cut up, where the chalk at?

Yeah, the fat one, he got hit and he can’t talk back

Ay, this is gangsta talk and ****** can't relate

I saw my opp out in public, I boost the murder rate

I ain't wanna get caught so I used my thirty-eight

I had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face

I got a Glock where my **** at, a brick where my wrist at

No, this ain't a party, but the Draco got some kicks, yeah

Send a diss, I won't talk back, murder? Yeah, I'm 'bout that

He was talkin' out his head, I put a price on his ballcap

Hit him in his shoulder, Chris Brown, make him pop-lock

I'm lurkin' in yo' section in a rental, I'm on opp watch

Gat take his soul, give him wings, make him fly high

And I don't know how to dance, but with that chopper I'ma cha-cha

Slide on my opp house, shoot the ***** through the curtains

He was tough up on the 'Gram 'til I saw him out in person

This ****** talkin' all that s**t, now the young ***** nervous

Put them holes in his body, now he gotta go in surgery

I'm a lil' ***** with a big stick

My Drako called Jackie Chan 'cause that ***** kick

And I'm pimpin' all these bad hoes, Slick Ricks

And I don't stop shootin' my gun until that ***** click

Ay, this is gangsta talk and ****** can't relate

I saw my opp out in public, I boost the murder rate

I ain't wanna get caught so I used my thirty-eight

I had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face

Ay, this is gangsta talk and ****** can't relate

I saw my opp out in public, I boost the murder rate

I ain't wanna get caught so I used my thirty-eight

I had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face