Pimp Talk（feat.Killa Young） - Killa Young,Tyrese

[00:00.000] 作词 : Killa Young/Tyrese
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tyrese
[00:15.778]I gotta gunna with a choppa,not the mumble rapper.
[00:18.282]After we finish gonna put your body six feet under.
[00:21.037]Its like a game not The Game from the west but a rest.
[00:23.795]Rest in peace my nibbas got some money disease.
[00:26.552]I point the microphone to that ************ he's a stoner.
[00:29.061]He's afraid of my energy,got the dope he desired.
[00:31.817]If you ever mess with me,I set your hood on fire.
[00:34.573]And I got your baby's baby doll,3 feet higher
[00:37.328]still rising,IDK if you ever heard the name
[00:39.585]but you are pissing me off,now the beast is outta cage.
[00:42.595]Big Daddy Kane,back in the game again.
[00:45.105]I made your family screaming,still living in a tank.
[00:47.863]I'm not a playa,I dont neither **** a lot.
[00:50.371]Stay loyal to my fam and your family not.
[00:53.203]I love being myself,wont take it back to the 80s
[00:55.458]only being myself,devide on pies with the babies
[00:58.467]How many times,you thought that you can figure out.
[01:01.224]How many times,you stayed up for a Gucci belt
[01:03.481]Letchu dumb mustle work of me--the biggiest **** in town.
[01:06.489]See,******* they slide on me ************ down.
[01:09.247]yall dont understand how I rhyme on this gfunk beat
[01:12.505]Sometimes I think Im just another KOD
[01:14.511]When you open your mouth it turns out hiphop fake
[01:17.017]My flow become weapon when I step on stage
[01:19.778]I got wild style
[01:21.027]teachers said Im a foul child
[01:22.535]Shut the **** up *****
[01:23.785]Its time to say farewell
[01:25.538]My g class pull up downtown
[01:27.066]look around
[01:27.820]staring at the clock
[01:29.073]keep watching for the cops
[01:30.329]Eight blocks away to the place we smoke ****
[01:33.085]dreaming about that one day
[01:33.725]I can become Bruce Lee
[01:35.478]Louis bags with the Gucci sweater
[01:37.487]Got a house full of ******* waiting for their ***** getting weater
[01:40.743]Now ghetto life has nothing to do with me
[01:43.751]Im the richest nibba in Chicago
[01:45.255]writing the greatest melody
[01:46.508]The only thing I worried about is drugs and shut
[01:49.016]Hope that one day I wake up it wont take me to the god
[01:51.772]How many times,you thought that you can figure out.
[01:54.529]How many times,you stayed up for a Gucci belt
[01:57.038]Letchu dumb mustle work of me--the biggiest **** in town.
[01:59.795]See,******* they slide on me,****** ******* down
[02:13.089]Chill on the couch in my real friend's house.
[02:15.595]Opposite the television and I get my weapon.
[02:18.118]Waiting for the sorry ass boy to knock the front door
[02:21.114]and as soon as he sees us he's on the damn floor
[02:23.870]He brought his stupid crew
[02:24.871]thought that they can scare us
[02:26.376]but now they duckin for life
[02:27.880]Breakable like puffs
[02:29.132]So if you walk with them then you down to hell too
[02:31.636]cauz Im the lethal weapon like a walking micro uzi
[02:35.254]Now tell me what you know about it
[02:37.005]Tell me how all these just girls killing the vibes
[02:39.515]Tell me why Oh these two middle school combined
[02:42.521]Tell me where the masks gone are they feeding the liars?
[02:45.530]Do a pick up I can give you 2 thou
[02:48.036]And at the same time,they cant figure out
[02:50.295]When we wlking to the store
[02:51.802]why these girls treating me
[02:53.307]It's more about family,boy
[02:54.815]It's more like royalty