Niguz Talk Shit

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Buckshot] Somebody call the morgue, I just caught a DOA Two to the head, I shot the bitch in broad day No joke, I smoke gunshots you heard from blocks and blocks I bust Mac-10s, oo-wops and Glocks Shit, killing every nigga in sight Bust a cap and crack a joke over your grave like Dolemite 'Cause I'm a sick-ass nigga with no brains Burst in flames, turn the mic into bloodstains Any thought I think, you blink and drink death So, I rip the mic and pat my nigga to the left 5 Ft. Accelerator, greater than your crew Bring in your whole mob, motherfucker, you're still through Yo, nigga, where's my four-fifth? I got more riff for any pussy niggas to forfeit Bring it on, what? I got no shame Buckshot's in the house and you know my name [Chorus] Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill [Verse 2: Buckshot] Slow it down one pitch for that ho with the lick Pass the automatic, I'm about to flip And spray niggas with my vocal loco B comes express Lead to the chest penetrate through the vest And when I roll mad deep, niggas back off Fucking with Buckshot, it's blood you cough I don't laugh or joke, I never choke on a blunt But I choke a stunt if it's beef she want So bring the motherfucking arrow and I play Rambo When I shoot the crossbow inside the ho And her nigga, triggers I'm addicted to Like angel dust, I bust holes in your crew You're wack, face the fact, you're all on my jock To the um tic-toc, I don't pop So, yo, make way so I can make my debut I'm funky, but you're Pepe Le Pew [Chorus] Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill [Verse 3: Buckshot] Watch your mouth, nigga, I heard you're talking mad shit If you're really on my dick, bend, take a lick Here's your choice 'cause my voice'll break backbones and necks Who's next to flex and feel the wrath of my Tec? I spray, no delay, more jabs than Sugar Ray I murder then I drop dead bodies in the bay Beats with mad funk, pop the trunk Play my tape while you lay back, puff the skunk I'm no joke, I flip the script like De Niro I'm a four-course meal, you're a one dollar Hero I'm sorta like the mob when I get the job done Contracts and all that, guns, guns So, stay the fuck back or feel the heat from my gat Buckshot Shorty, see, I always stay strapped With the nickel nine on my motherfucking waistline Bitch, you know my name, bring it in [Chorus] Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill