CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Talk dat $hit
Alright now
Talk that sh*t to me
Tell like it is my n***a
Talk that sh*t to me
Talk to me 'cause I'll talk back
It ain't my fault yo' girl fell in love with a gangsta meth
Now that's for all the gangstas
Talk that sh*t to me!
Peter Piper picked and pimped and played the game with passion
Made power plays with paper while they folded like a pamphlet
Protectin' my progression, politickin' for the p
Glad to number Doggystyle, "Deep Cover" was the three
Polarizin', prophesizin', I'ma put us on the map
And prolly bussin' down the B- L-U-E [?]
Countin' payment with the pushers, pocket rocket for the pussies
Playa tried to play me, I left him bleedin' in the bushes
I'm like a pigeon with precision, soggy sh*ttin' from the top
Piggly wizley's on petrol, tryna pop us at the party
Partner, please, we just posted up, and plottin' on some paper, mane
Just popped a pognac, and b*t*hes probably what I'll pay to bang
Paper [?] paper plane
Still I play the game, but they won't ease the pain
My homies passin' earlier, and they 'posed to
Pop [?] the most powerful Crip to ever throw up gangs on a posta
Snoop D-O double G
Talk that sh*t to me, from the LBC
Talk that sh*t to me (Talk that sh*t to me!)
Strangers through this game
Got to earn your stripes
deal and breakin' breads
Then you need to get a life
Talk that sh*t to me!
Crippin' without a crush, c*cket full of cut check now
c*ck it then I cuss, [?] crush step back, swish
This Crippin' collision causing catastrophe
My casual conversations ended turnin' into causalities
Cold game, cat crackin' with cocaine
Go against the game, we got a cellar with yo' name on it
Show stopper that dropped classics
The same n***a that closed Curtains will close caskets (It's Cuz!)
Preformin' too like compilation tracks
Runnin' numbers up that hill, ain't no miscalculatin' that
Going Kamikaze for me and my concentration camps
Boy, we had to take it back
It's really ain't no cake in that Crip to life
Play "Superman" I'll be your Kryptonite
Took the n***a's b*t*h 'cause she rather f**k a crip tonight
Get this right, told yourself opinion unless you click his life
You n***as better get yo' Crippin' right
Snoop D-O double G
Talk that sh*t to me, from the LBC
Talk that sh*t to me (Talk that sh*t to me!)
Strangers through this game
Got to earn your stripes
deal and breakin' bread
Then you need to get a life
Talk that sh*t to me!
Oh G!
On me
LBC
Talk to me
In this game (This game) earn my stripes (I got stripes)
Get bread
b*t*h get a life!
Talk that sh*t to me
Tell like it is my n***a
Talk that sh*t to me
Talk to me 'cause I'll talk back
It ain't my fault yo' girl fell in love with a gangsta meth
Now that's for all the gangstas
Talk that sh*t to me!
Peter Piper picked and pimped and played the game with passion
Made power plays with paper while they folded like a pamphlet
Protectin' my progression, politickin' for the p
Glad to number Doggystyle, "Deep Cover" was the three
Polarizin', prophesizin', I'ma put us on the map
And prolly bussin' down the B- L-U-E [?]
Countin' payment with the pushers, pocket rocket for the pussies
Playa tried to play me, I left him bleedin' in the bushes
I'm like a pigeon with precision, soggy sh*ttin' from the top
Piggly wizley's on petrol, tryna pop us at the party
Partner, please, we just posted up, and plottin' on some paper, mane
Just popped a pognac, and b*t*hes probably what I'll pay to bang
Paper [?] paper plane
Still I play the game, but they won't ease the pain
My homies passin' earlier, and they 'posed to
Pop [?] the most powerful Crip to ever throw up gangs on a posta
Snoop D-O double G
Talk that sh*t to me, from the LBC
Talk that sh*t to me (Talk that sh*t to me!)
Strangers through this game
Got to earn your stripes
deal and breakin' breads
Then you need to get a life
Talk that sh*t to me!
Crippin' without a crush, c*cket full of cut check now
c*ck it then I cuss, [?] crush step back, swish
This Crippin' collision causing catastrophe
My casual conversations ended turnin' into causalities
Cold game, cat crackin' with cocaine
Go against the game, we got a cellar with yo' name on it
Show stopper that dropped classics
The same n***a that closed Curtains will close caskets (It's Cuz!)
Preformin' too like compilation tracks
Runnin' numbers up that hill, ain't no miscalculatin' that
Going Kamikaze for me and my concentration camps
Boy, we had to take it back
It's really ain't no cake in that Crip to life
Play "Superman" I'll be your Kryptonite
Took the n***a's b*t*h 'cause she rather f**k a crip tonight
Get this right, told yourself opinion unless you click his life
You n***as better get yo' Crippin' right
Snoop D-O double G
Talk that sh*t to me, from the LBC
Talk that sh*t to me (Talk that sh*t to me!)
Strangers through this game
Got to earn your stripes
deal and breakin' bread
Then you need to get a life
Talk that sh*t to me!
Oh G!
On me
LBC
Talk to me
In this game (This game) earn my stripes (I got stripes)
Get bread
b*t*h get a life!
