Shit Talker

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Skinny T] I drive the foreign like I stole that bitch This bitch on my dick, don't even know that bitch It's some crazy shit that's coming off my lips I ain't even write this shit down, this is all off the rip I came up in a rental, I [?] Bentleys No tint up on the whip, so you niggas can see me My son laugh and point, when he see me on TV Kissing on that bitch, lil nigga, she still doing [?] I was in the hood, [?] I ride around and I smile, so you can see the blling bling I'm tryna knock a bad bitch, I think I need a [?] My baby mama mad at me, she say I'm on the same [?] Shit, I can do better [?] know I pimp on the bitch, see, I'm like Hue Hefner [?] clip on the strap, so we can shoot forever Real nigga, lil bitch, I can do it better You looking at a star, make a wish I can fuck you good, but we ain't gon' kiss You wanna live like a boss, gotta take take that risk Chances make champions, baby, let's take a trip You can feel me Some niggas love me, and some niggas wanna kill me I'm in the streets really, I can show you how that feel [?] This a ten milli, I pop you like a wheely [Verse 2: Philthy Rich] Look Bet the 5 or 9, every time I shot dice He ain't wanna bet it back, got him shot twice Thinking with his dick, got him [?] Used to take his lunch money when he lined up I'm from Seminary, [?] top, nigga You'll get your ass robbed for that watch, nigga Skinny T, he remind me of a skinny me You wasn't in the field, so you wouldn't remember me I used to look up to [?] and [?] Push his hairline back, when that 40 blow Two F.O.D. chains, mean you certified They told me stand over the body, to make sure he died Free B.O.T., free Tay Tay Free [?] Free J Bay A lotta niggas in the hood don't know they history Kill yourself before you ever think 'bout dissing me My money long, and I put it on a nigga head I ain't never gave a fuck, 'bout what a nigga said I have the closest nigga round you, probably do that to you 59 hoes [?] why they do that to you? Me and Fetty back to back, in them Dodge Darts You couldn't come outside, and play after dark I'm an OG, nigga, you's a B.G Factor from the hood, before I dropped a CD It's Philthy