歌词

Aye
You know, a lot of y'all out there, man
Really, really like to run y'all mouth
Like, you just like to hear yourself talk
You know what I'm saying?
Talk so much not knowing, empty the
Wagon, make some more noise, nigga
Get you some money, man
Aye
Woo
Yeah
A lot of nigga talk, you don't never get paid
Yeah
Westside
Bankhead
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw shade
Sheesh
What?
Yeah, mafia
A lot of nigga talk, you don't never get paid
Yeah
Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy
Hey, hey
A lot of nigga talk, you don't never get paid
Yeah
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw shade
Yeah
Still kickin' flame, got my swag on turner
Came with a zip, let the whole thing burn up
All I know get dope, keep piffin'
Taught me that in '85, never learned nothing different
Yeah
All I see are haters in my rear view
Music in my wind shield, got a clear view
I trained myself, go deaf for a broke nigga
That why when you talking I don't hear you
Listen, still poppin', give a shit about it
Fuck the shit you talkin', look at you, see you ain't bout it
Look at you, see you don't want it
Should hardly be an opponent when you sitting
At the tip, you look inferior, don't it?
Give a damn what you don't know
I've achieved everything you can hope for
And being a real nigga turned into a corporation
Look at me, shorty, I should be the logo
What?
Clean up photos as I step in that magic
Got four hoes in a two door Bentley, what's happenin'?
She with the action, then she coming with me
But if not, I leave her, she mean nothing to me
I pull up, hop out, give the valet my keys
I run the city, bitch, I park it for free
Say who this nigga right here talking to me?
It gonna be problem you keep bothering me
Man, I came in this bitch to spend 20s and 50g
What you charge to park here, that ain't my business
Can't listen to me, now, have God in my witness
Keep all of your earnings, I take every penny
I swear
Nigga
Yeah
A lot of nigga talk, you don't never get paid
Yeah
What?
Hey
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw shade
Sheesh
What?
Yeah
A lot of nigga talk, you don't never get paid
Yeah
Nigga
Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy
Hey, hey
A lot of nigga talk, you don't never get paid
Whoa
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw shade
Yeah
Focused on the money, fuck shit, forget about it
I bought a Lamborghini, really give a shit about it
Get up out it, call an Uber
Go and buy a new one
I got to run a bag up, it's extra for a blue one
Dropped 500 bags off in Chattanooga
Go and put it up and take 100 more to Gainesville
Two rules, get money, nigga, stay real
At all costs, nigga
At all costs, nigga
Take a hit of this and run your balls off
And nigga, you ain't really beefing if you called off
Play a bit to the left, call it southpaw
Fuck around, get your mouth wide, got a weak jaw
Better stand down before it be a man down
Guns up, hands down, that's exactly how I caught y'all
Hope when I one day retire, put me in the hall of fame
But you lame, don't forget what I done taught y'all
I put the fear of God in you, oh, you looking hard this year
I can see the broad in you, pull your card here
You got to make a move, make a choice
Either go out like a bitch or get your ass kicked
Goddamn, that'll be horrible
So pipe down, nigga
Huh
A lot of nigga talk, you don't never get paid
Yeah
What?
Hey
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw shade
Sheesh
What?
Yeah
A lot of nigga talk, you don't never get paid
Yeah
Nigga
Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy
Hey, hey
A lot of nigga talk, you don't never get paid
Whoa
Different level
Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw shade
Yeah

Writer(s): Clifford Harris, Gamaliel Warren Hilson Iii, Rodriquez Dejuan Yancy

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