Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gangsta Talk, artist - Fredo Bang.
Date of issue: 01.04.2019
Song language: English
Gangsta Talk |
Yeah |
Da-da, da-da-da, ah-ah, da-da |
Put a nigga on that Tee, consultation |
What, what |
In the booth with the Drac' on me |
I ain’t never been a bitch, but I put titties on a Drac' |
Walk down on the opposition, shoot 'em broad day |
I put seven point six-two, filled up the K |
That nigga made his bed, so the nigga gotta lay |
Ay, I’m a savage, a menace, shoot it 'til it’s empty |
Gotta a dick up in the Glock since these niggas actin' kiddie |
Bitch, I’m hotter than herpes, so tell me who fuckin' with me |
Bitch, I’m only sixteen and a nigga run his city |
We don’t chase no clout we chase opps nigga, yeah |
Body after body what’s your count nigga? |
Yeah |
I should hit a bitch nigga with the Draco, yeah, yeah |
And you can’t join a gang unless you take souls |
Yeah, you play some games then I gon' feed you to my lil' niggas |
These niggas, they be flaggin' just like Hilfigers |
Sellin' 'yo, she grabbed the cut up, where the chalk at? |
Yeah, the fat one, he got hit and he can’t talk back |
Ay, this is gangsta talk and niggas can’t relate |
I saw my opp out in public, I boost the murder rate |
I ain’t wanna get caught so I used my thirty-eight |
I had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face |
I got a Glock where my dick at, a brick where my wrist at |
No, this ain’t a party, but the Draco got some kicks, yeah |
Send a diss, I won’t talk back, murder? |
Yeah, I’m 'bout that |
He was talkin' out his head, I put a price on his ballcap |
Hit him in his shoulder, Chris Brown, make him pop-lock |
I’m lurkin' in yo' section in a rental, I’m on opp watch |
Gat take his soul, give him wings, make him fly high |
And I don’t know how to dance, but with that chopper I’ma cha-cha |
Slide on my opp house, shoot the nigga through the curtains |
He was tough up on the 'Gram 'til I saw him out in person |
This niggas talkin' all that shit, now the young nigga nervous |
Put them holes in his body, now he gotta go in surgery |
I’m a lil' nigga with a big stick |
My Drako called Jackie Chan 'cause that bitch kick |
And I’m pimpin' all these bad hoes, Slick Ricks |
And I don’t stop shootin' my gun until that bitch click |
Ay, this is gangsta talk and niggas can’t relate |
I saw my opp out in public, I boost the murder rate |
I ain’t wanna get caught so I used my thirty-eight |
I had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face |
Ay, this is gangsta talk and niggas can’t relate |
I saw my opp out in public, I boost the murder rate |
I ain’t wanna get caught so I used my thirty-eight |
I had my gloves on real tight, mask on my face |