Talking Down Lyrics

I heard they talkin' down on me, shots from the Drak gon' clear the streets

Don't know who they think they is, but they ain't talkin' down on me

Me and bro hop out with these chops and Glocks the switch won't , miss a beat

Niggas talkin' down on gang, ain't worried bout nothin' free

EBC, that's my brother, nigga, back then we used to tussle

This type of gizzy, gotta stutter, you droppin' E's and then it's fuck you

I put that on the East, I see you fuck with that side, we gon' flush you

These bitches goin' out sad, I heard she a hoe, why you cuff her

And I be ridin' in the back with a phew, all Ik is blow

All these niggas claim that they won't smoke with me, it's on the flo

Oh, I see you say it's sin4trey, but ain't nobody score

Niggas say he out but hindin', that's on the E's, scrap you a hoe

Throw a four, you know we droppin', any car, you know we stoppin

In the backseat with a chop, I up this bitch and split his noggin

My niggas tellin' me to chill, but I'm tryna leave bruh in a coffin

What happened to your lil' brother, bruh, left a hole just like a dolphin

Treat this shit just like it's 4th of July, we light him up

That bitch super bad, but the thing is, I'm only tryna fuck

Put the button on the back of the Glizzy, somethin' you cannot duck

Let off a shot from the Drak, the Drak hit it, rip up a truck

Who these niggas think they is? I been a menace since the kid

My family tellin' me to chill, that's on the E's, I went and did

Know you remember, we were ridin' the bikes, tryna run from the Pigs

Switch up them bikes, now niggas in them cars, tryna see what it is

Know you remember, any nigga had a problem, they could've solved it

All these niggas throwin' these shots at me, so I had went an caught it

I been throwin' up all these shots, that's on the E's, tell me you get it

Scrap you a hoe, Josh, you a hoe, that's on the E's, you niggas bitch

Don't know who these niggas think they runnin' in the city

But it ain't me, we the ones that hop out, spray your whole block down with this Glee

And I'm ridin' around lookin' for slim, tryna leave him a T

EBC, real walk down gang, these niggas ain't did nothin' to me

Bro had dropped the lo, on live, that's on the E's, these niggas sweet

You reppin' off a leg shot, your brother the one that end up dead

Real hot boy, if I don't tout the Gleezy, I talk to Drak instead

This the life you niggas chose, once it's that time, you can't be scared

I heard they talkin' down on me, shots from the Drak, gon' clear the streets

Don't know who they think they is, but they ain't talkin' down on me

Me and bro hop out with these chops and Glocks the switch, won't miss a beat

Niggas talkin' down on gang, ain't worried bout nothin' free, EBC