TALKIN CRAZY ft. China Mac Lyrics

Heard they talkin' crazy on the other side (Talkin' crazy)

Making threats talking Imma die (What)

I be damn you make mama cry

Hollows fly, niggas down to ride catch a Homicide

Heard they talkin' crazy on the other side

Making threats talkin' Imma die (What)

I be damn you make mama cry

Hollows fly, niggas down to ride catch a Homicide

Have ya bitch send ya address like we tryn' to hook up

That trollin' Kool... til they at ya Aid

Cause you shook up

You walking through the hood head down Marlon lookup

This ain't for you, just put the guns down and pick a book up

But if you wan' grip up

You better get ya clips up (Yeah)

Cause like an Insurance scheme niggas a hit ya whip up

He laid in the street, looking like he caught the hiccups

Strugglin' to get up, thought he was doing Sit ups

I ain't even gotta play with A gun to make niggas run

I should be playin at home with my son but he want the 1

Talkin' crazy like he bout that shit

Til' the Goonies at his spot

Look like a raid how they surround that shit

They all around that crib

Then he tryn' floss with all that jewelry on

Until they make em come up out that shit

Just be about that shit

That you talkin' when you rappin' nigga

Cause when we run down, not tryna hear what happened nigga

All that cappin' nigga

What you yapping, get you clapped at nigga

It's all action nigga this real life it ain't no acting nigga

If you had it, you would've backed It

Let him have it nigga

Keep pump fake grabbin' leave you short of breath like it's asthma

Give a fuck about ya likes

Give a fuck about the hype

You ain't nice, and you soft

Niggas humping on ya wife

Making threats like its light

A gun fight, with a knife

Gotta price, you gon' pay and it may cost ya life

Heard they talkin' crazy on the other side (Talkin' crazy)

Making threats talking Imma die (What)

I be damn you make mama cry

Hollows fly, niggas down to ride catch a Homicide

Heard they talkin' crazy on the other side

Making threats talkin' Imma die (What)

I be damn you make mama cry

Hollows fly, niggas down to ride catch a Homicide

Hand on the glock, spinning' the block

You can get shot (Boaw!)

Move on a opp, I get the drop

Off with his top Boaw (Dead!)

Hand on the glock, spinning' the block

You can get shot Boaw!

Move on a opp, I get the drop

Off with his top Boaw (Dead!)

I get the bag and I'm big lit

Big gun talk big shit (Yeahh)

Big drums on big grips

Big buns on a thick bitch

They wanna copy the wave

They wanna stop me, they hate

I'm getting 50 a day

500 bands in the safe

Diamonds dance in the chain

Want the bread not the fame

Getting money let them talk about it

Opp dead got the chalk around em

Mopsticks with the cartridge out it

Get to trial you ain't walkin' out it (Aye)

Hop in the Jag and I'm gone, got ya bitch singing my song

She on my dick cause I'm on

She in my car with a thong

Heard they talkin' crazy on the other side (Talkin' crazy)

Making threats talking Imma die (What)

I be damn you make mama cry

Hollows fly, niggas down to ride catch a Homicide

Heard they talkin' crazy on the other side

Making threats talkin' Imma die (What)

I be damn you make mama cry

Hollows fly, niggas down to ride catch a Homicide