Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Talk Bout Me , by - DJ Drama. Release date: 03.12.2007
Song language: English
Talk Bout Me |
| Yeah, you know what it is |
| Ayo, it’s a hater in this muh’fucker tonight |
| Point his ass out, G-Unit South |
| A dirty nigga with a whole lot of ice on |
| We serve niggas mommas just to keep our lights on |
| Fuck credit, I ain’t fuckin' wit y’all |
| When I was locked up, niggas wouldn’t answer my calls |
| I pick my Glock up, broke down a damn eightball |
| And hit the block up, yeah we sell grams and all |
| But here the haters come, I done went and bought me a Chevy |
| I got drive out tags on twenty-fo's already |
| Let me circle back around, let my window down |
| Ay, where that nigga now? |
| I don’t even hear a sound |
| You know they hate you when ya rich, and love when you’re broke |
| Fleas turn into ticks and the bitches get ya smoked |
| I’ma Gangsta Grill on 'em, pop a pill on 'em |
| I see a lil' murder went and got the deal on 'em |
| So go on say my name, shit, I don’t blame ya |
| Just know that that bitch that you whip ain’t no angel, nigga |
| I just flip more bricks when they talk about me |
| I just buy more whips when they talk about me |
| I just stack my chips when they talk about me |
| Think about it, what would you haters do without me? |
| I just fuck nigga’s hoes when they talk about me |
| I just roll up the 'dro when they talk about me |
| We go to war, that’s fo' sho' when they talk about me |
| Think about it, what would you haters do without me? |
| Uhh, the hood’s not feelin' you, I’m in a $ 100,000 vehicle |
| Schemin through, makin' 'em stare, that’s what the earrings do |
| I’m never compared to you, I’m willin' and prepared to do |
| Anything I gotta do; |
| man I’ll shit on a lot of you |
| Park in front the W and let the doors lift |
| I could smell a hater, I damn near get what the dog will sniff |
| I been here before bitch, fitted low, long fifth |
| Nothin' but chronic and chrome, that full grown piff |
| Niggas know Banks is real, candy paint DeVille |
| Iced out Gangsta Grill, hit the gas, shank the wheel |
| If you pay attention, I could show you how to make a mil' |
| With the pen, with a pill, I’m walkin' 'round with the steel |
| Chill, before you get your ass tossed up |
| Beat up and choked, 'til information is coughed up |
| I’m ridin' with the four tucked, bullet-proof war truck |
| Them G-Unit niggas don’t give a fuck, ask Buck |
| I just flip more bricks when they talk about me |
| I just buy more whips when they talk about me |
| I just stack my chips when they talk about me |
| Think about it, what would you haters do without me? |
| I just fuck nigga’s hoes when they talk about me |
| I just roll up the 'dro when they talk about me |
| We go to war, that’s fo' sho' when they talk about me |
| Think about it, what would you haters do without me? |
| Damn it feels good to see people up on it |
| Used to be broke now I floss it and I flaunt it |
| Don’t ever buy your album, word to mother |
| Not even a bootleg with the blurry cover |
| Burn rubber in the Benz we glarin', chain glarin' |
| Things starin', I’m hot so stop comparin' |
| Yo it’s T-O-N-Y, cook like a chemist |
| The Six be the color of spinach |
| On a boardwalk to Venice, stashbox holdin' the tec |
| So I could cook a nigga brain like Hannibal Lec' |
| I got the money, the power and a big set of balls |
| Nigga, slow your roll, I’ll put your face on the wall |
| I get birds for dirt cheap, I get that dough |
| And put pieces on your strip the size of your big toe |
| I’m out in A-T-L, smokin' granddaddy |
| On the rubberband tires on the brand new Caddy, YEAH! |
| I just flip more bricks when they talk about me |
| I just buy more whips when they talk about me |
| I just stack my chips when they talk about me |
| Think about it, what would you haters do without me? |
| I just fuck nigga’s hoes when they talk about me |
| I just roll up the 'dro when they talk about me |
| We go to war, that’s fo' sho' when they talk about me |
| Think about it, what would you haters do without me? |
| Yeah, GANGSTA GRIZZILLS! |
| You know what it is, nigga, ayo |
| Holla when you see some real niggas, YEAH! |
| DJ Drama, Cannon, trend setters |
| Do ya thang, mayne, G-UNIT! |