Lyrics:
're not in
Any moral position to tell
Anybody how corrupt they
Are you should be quiet when
You have spilled the
Blood of human beings has Nigeria dropped
I'm just talkin' 'bout tonight
You were sitting on your barstool
Talking to some fool who didn't have a clue
I guess he couldn't see you were
Out, 'bout to hit Nick with the Cannon
How are you on the VMAs, actin' like you hood?
Way across the stage, talkin' about "Miley, what's good?"
That's
of the spoken word is infinite
You can tell
'Cause people are always talking
Talking on the run, talking while walking,
Talking in line, talking in
ain't talkin' 'bout school (c'mon)
I ain't talkin' 'bout school (what are you talking about?)
I ain't talkin' 'bout school, ay, ay
I ain't talkin' 'bout
your virgin vows if the cum goes in your bowels
That's the loophole, talkin about your poophole
By the rules you can abide if you poke out your brown eye
violent, I'm just talkin' shit
You need a stylist or a pilot to be fly as this
I throw in random shit, I like it, still be nice with it
I can freestyle good,
on to everything that pass you by
Can't resist, girl, and I can't lie
Now tell if you are here for me
Or everybody watchin' you shake from left to right
The way
that bread nigga (know what I'm talkin' bout)
All these years I've been lied to, I'm finna tax the game
And these niggas who tell me I didn't have
"You know who we are"
He said, "I don't give a fuck, I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg" (uh-huh)
They keep talkin' and it went too far
So Snoopy, he went straight
the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
If God be the source then I am the plug talkin'
Yeah, baby
Yeah, baby
around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you were snitches so
Don't come around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you talkin lick
Don't talk
feeling lucky I’ll look you in the face and ask you (Who you lyin’ to?)
I’m living life what to you talkin’ bout?
I’m living life what to you talkin’ bout?
on to everything that pass you by
Can't resist, girl, and I can't lie
Now tell if you are here for me
Or everybody watchin' you shake from left to right
The way
(whoa-whoa)
Can anybody hear me?
Yeah, I guess I keep talkin' to myself
It feels like I'm goin' insane
Am I the one who's crazy?
Yeah, whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa
at you; I am not enthused
Nigga who are you? Now what you rep?
Do you claim a set? Haven't heard of you
Or your dude or this other dude, what you wanna do?
made you
Superstar, ah do you know who your real friends are
Ah, talkin' to you
Superstar, remember how you got where you are
Ah ah down, down,
hear it
'Cause you keep on fading out
You're not coming through, watcha gonna do
Watcha talkin' 'bout, who you think you're fooling
There's no way I'm
at (Racks)
One fifty a mile in the dash at
We talkin' the slang in the rap map
We come in and get it
Slap on 'em niggas who's 'raris are tinted
Shop
(You are loved by the Father) (Oh) (Yeah) (True Love)
dont do that
You been talkin behind my back dont do that
Steady runnin off at the trap dont do that
You want me to say something back dont do that
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
Friends won't be around
When you need them most
Where are your friend, oh, oh
Friends are hard to find
Friends, yours and mine
I'm talkin' ?bout your
who you think you are
You gon' get touched! (Bah)
You stop me?! Nigga, hush! (What?)
Guess what? Just caught a body
Call it "Kurokami"
'Cause it's only
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