Talkin Like Dis Lyrics

She like hold me

She like hold me

She like hold me

She like hold me, But I gotta head up the block

Two four, Kobe, baseline when I slide when on a opp

Big guns, on me, you know that I ride with a chop

Know some, killers, you know they slide with the mop (Bow)

She like hold me, But I gotta head up the block

Two four, Kobe, baseline when I slide when on a opp

Big guns, on me, you know that I ride with a chop

Know some, killers, you know they slide with the mop (Bow)

We did it again, we back out the Benz you know that we spinning again

Arm out the window, it's holding a chop, you know that we drilling again

Lil bitch want the Ms, lil bitch want the ends

I told her she gotta bring friends

Big racks in these jeans, they saying Amiri, I told her to pay for her sins

Dior runners, these bitches be wanting some more from us (be wanting some more from Us)

A young thug, each city we bringing out more gunna's (we bringing out more gunna's)

Why he keep talking like this, they know I walk it like this, get smacked up for talking like Chris yeah yeah

(Keep my wife's name out your fucking mouth)

Thirty on me with a drum on it

One hundred on me and 1s one me

One hundred k honey bun on me

Fashion Killa just for fun homie

That Kay flock with the gun on me

She like hold me, But I gotta head up the block

Two four, Kobe, baseline when I slide when on a opp

Big guns, on me, you know that I ride with a chop

Know some, killers, you know they slide with the mop (Bow)

She like hold me, But I gotta head up the block

Two four, Kobe, baseline when I slide when on a opp

Big guns, on me, you know that I ride with a chop

Know some, killers, you know they slide with the mop (Bow)

We did it again, we back out the Benz you know that we spinning again

Arm out the window, it's holding a chop, you know that we drilling again

Lil bitch want the Ms, lil bitch want the ends

I told her she gotta bring friends

Big racks in these jeans, they saying Amiri, I told her to pay for her sins