lirik lagu jdot breezy – talkin tough
talkin tough lyrics
[intro]
mm, mm
srt on every glock, (thanks yakree) srt on every glock, n~gga
srt on every glock
[verse]
why these n~ggas talking tough, like i won’t get n~ggas touched
big bankroll my pockets thurl, she say she done i don’t give a f~ck
poured a 4 off in my sprite, double up, double up, double my cup
buying em’ bodies n~gga f~ck that ice, won’t turn out nice if you play with us
trackstar, made n~ggas run, ffft, made a n~gga leg bend
they tryna’ get dot out the way, whoever they send a dead man
f~ck yo dog i’ll say it again, b~tch we the ones who hit your mans
left his hoe ass on thе curb, free kshordy tell em’ get his mans
wе put n~ggas up, new opp died, felt like a nut
aw aw got that sh~t bad, .556 done hit his gut
you know we clean n~ggas up, left his b~tch ass stank as f~ck
old opps want new beef, them n~ggas just some sitting ducks
jarvo show me a 20 balled, dirty ass jit you broke as f~ck
you ain’t been on no drills, almost got k!lled, the driver f~cked us up
sliding with this hockey stick, tell me who head gon’ be the puck
kenajae sit yo young ass down, i’d hate having to come and f~ck you up
y’all still in y’all mama house, n~gga don’t go no money put up
that’s why when y’all go to jail, you poor ass n~ggas be in there stuck
b~tch ass n~gga gotta take that l, you cuffing that hoe and greenlight f~cked
cracka must get rebirthed from h~ll, that b~tch ass n~gga keep gettin’ up
stood on business, bought them switches, send them b~tches to the city
watch this 50 sang like whitney, police want me, come and get me
all my opps some f~cking b~tches, mookey b~tch ass need stitches
calvin ass got shot up, hoe ass n~gga know he better not diss me
i stay sliding through the 6, cap ass n~gga ain’t on sh~t
run down, turned around too late all he could say is “oh sh~t!”
slide up on the opps, move like he puttin’ on lotion
i put a opp on breaking news, i’m the one who got your bro hit
other little boy screaming 22, shut the f~ck up you a whole snitch
you admitted to it, remember you told me, we was at practice b~tch
how the f~ck you smoking leeke, your soft ass ain’t gon’ clap sh~t
i don’t even want your b~tch, she tryna f~ck, that p~ssy bap ass sh~t
petey got hit curt got on live, bibby got smashed foolio ain’t slide
smoke his past 2x whenever we ride, rodk got dropped old vl crying
n~ggas don’t slide, these n~ggas be lying
ask 6 what he did when teki ass died
cojack got slapped your b~tch ass ran
kinda hard to believe you gonna pop that fire
we all we got, what you did about dre
n~gga know we don’t miss, smoke mitch to the face
mask up riding around through the 6 with a k
if your ass reading this then sorry you late
i ain’t going on a date if i can’t take drac
n~gga run up on dot, get shot in your face
these bullets too hot bake n~ggas like cake
free 21, kai, and free lil dre
free the guys
[outro]
n~gga free all the guys, n~gga free kspazz, [?] man
n~gga already know how we f~cking rocking man
free lil kai, free 21, free dre man
free all my n~ggas fighting them cases, we still smoking these dead ass
b~tch ass n~ggas and we standing on business n~gga
any n~gga can get it n~gga, f~ck you n~gga, f~ck your momma, your daddy, your sister, your brother, f~ck all the opps n~gga
6k, n~gga, av6k, b~tch!
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