Talkin Down On Me

[Z-Ro:] Since

I be rollin' by myself,

I keep that *******

Nina with me

And If you my enemy, you don't wanna be the last ******* that seen her with me

Z-Ro haters be makin' my attitude, rude

******* around & get stole on, if you *******-up my moves

Dude, finally

I found myself,

I had to stop blowin' that kick 'em '

Cause eventually

I would've drowned myself

Already need a anger management class

See if a buster cross me, it don't matter the situation

I damage his ass

Soldier that's what

I be. So *******, why you tryin' to play me like a

H O E? Turn me loose so

I can make it to the

T O P It's like

I'm in a bucket full of

C R A B's, but

I keep climbin'

And I keep on rhymin' while they be bumpin' they gums

Lookin' at my diamonds whinin' & blindin' no dumpin' they guns '

Cause they can't see me, *******

I'm invisible to the hate

Thugged off in my kitchen, cuttin' chemicals in my cakes. [Chorus:]

Talkin' Down

On Me from a safe place, now

I'm in your face.

What you gon' do now?

Barrettas &

Ruga's on my person, they would do ya if

I burst 'em.

What you gon' do now?

Mo' City my block showin' no pity for cops, if you trespass.

You done ******-up now.

No bustin' in the sky 1st one through your thigh, 2nd ones a chest blast.

I done lucked you out now. [Z-Ro:]

*******s be cool in my face, but hate behind my back

Talk Down

On Me in front of me, but not behind my gat

I bet you won't do that,

I bet you scared of that iron

Perpetratin' like you a gorilla, sellin' drinks in line

You ain't never seen the

Pen *******, the penitentiary

They talk rehabilitation, but look at what it did to me

I smoke more & sip more than ever before

Mutha******s be on my nerves, so

I lean on that dro

Tryin' to keep on droppin' a bomb on the *******-made

Don't be lookin' surprised, y'all made it this way

I got a Vendetta with lifts, that be tryin' to sink me

Sendin' police after me & tryin' to link me

To aggravated robbery & strong-arm jackin'

Tryin' to throw me off my note, so

I can't do no stackin'

Johnny Cochran over lawyer got me out on bail

Lookin' for *******s that was plottin' on receivin' my mail. [Chorus:] [x2]

Talkin' Down

On Me from a safe place, now

I'm in your face.

What you gon' do now?

Barrettas &

Ruga's on my person, they would do ya if

I burst 'em.

What you gon' do now?

Mo' City my block showin' no pity for cops, if you trespass.

You done ******-up now.

No bustin' in the sky first one through your thigh, 2nd ones a chest blast.

I done lucked you out now.