TALKIN Lyrics

Yeah

There's too many niggas talkin' bout my DEADS

And niggas is dead pussy

Yeah

Hmm

Hmmmm

Yeah

Yeah

Look, niggas know I'm coming different

Yeah

Hmm

Hmm

Look, look

Look, its too many niggas talkin

Yeah

Like what niggas want to do

Nigga play with Izzy watch the shots come through

Doubt us if you want but the money come true

Everybody front line we don't play the back shit

We ain't hitting dms we gone slide niggas active

Aim for his head like cass that's a casket bro

Ooot ! still on the run from his last hit

V's DOUBLE parked on the block

If we there we surrounded by Glocks

Leave you wheezing surrounded by docs

Still SB when surrounded by opps

Heard it's rumors they talkin' I'm hit what ?

Trollers keep me outside of your lip

NFL but I slide with the rip Cuz

In the Bronx you do not wanna trip

You throw what ? you do not wanna slip

Bro hop out try to run but he clipped

I do it just cause ain't gotta perform

I was outside when these niggas was born

He left the hood so he thinkin' he's safe

We skip a state he get left on the lawn

Soon as I get paid I might back out the dawn

Don't throw a 3 nigga fuck is you on ?

Niggas that mention my DEADS they gon' meet him

Before I go see them again

I heard her opp died and came back to life

He can't do that shit twice we gon' leave him again

Niggas that mention my DEADS they gon' meet him

Before I go see him again

I heard her opp died and came back to life

He can't do that shit twice we gon' leave him again yeaaa

Hmm

Look, it's too many niggas talkin

Yeah

Like what niggas wann do

Nigga play with Izzy watch the shots come through

Doubt us if you want but the money come true

Everybody front line we dont play back shit we ain't hitting dms we gon' slide niggas active

Aim for his head like cass that's casket bro

Ooot ! still on the run from his last hit I got EAZY with me right now

SMELLY with me it's only the squad

We tryna chill don't get send up too god

Focus up I can't slip but it's hard

Run up the money the opps on the gate

I did six years I am not tryna wait

They tryna line me but really I'm great

Think I don't know I'm a knock off a snake

I was a youngin' with nothing at all

I was in jail they ain't pick up the call

Now they wann link up cause I got the ball

Drop in the summer I'm stoppin' the talk

I'm from the hood gotta watch where you walk

Don't wanna be the one outlined in chalk

Lil' bro gon' hunt you he really a stalk

Niggas just mad cause we runnin' New York

Too many niggas talkin

Like what niggas wann do

Nigga play with Izzy watch the shots come through

Doubt us if you want but the money come true

Everybody front line we dont play back shit

We ain't hitting dms we gon' slide niggas active

Aim for his head llike cass that's a casket bro

Ooot! still on the run from his last hit ! Hmmm

We got the city

We got the city

That's how we come in the summer

We got the city

We got the city