Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Those Who Talk, artist - Lil Rob. Album song The Best of Lil Rob & Mr. Sancho - Super Mega Mix, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.05.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Low Profile
Song language: English
Those Who Talk |
Why must it be like this all of the time time |
I feel like I’m I’m going out of my mind mind |
Someone stop me nuh-huh nuh-huh leave me alone |
In a class of my own, ladies wanna, simon they wanna bone |
Creased up with the lone that’s how I leave my home |
Twenty three, a pelon ready to die for vocal tones |
My boots were make for stomping while by beats were made for bumping |
Ain’t no fronting, always into something, no miss you can’t tell me nothing |
My mind is something you can bet that I won’t let nothing get in my way |
Lil' Rob here to stay, but it won’t stay this way |
That’s what you say, ok, pone, orale, orale, hurry up |
Do what you gotta do so that you can pass me |
You tried Plan A it didn’t work, time for Plan B |
Or maybe it just can’t be, you’re trying to be just like me |
It strikes me in the bod, you don’t give a shit about Lil' Rob |
Can it be I be the only one that knows the rules |
All these fools keep yapping, wanna meet their end too |
Can it, can it be I be the only one that knows the rules |
All these fools keep yapping, wanna meet their end too |
Can it, can it be I be the only one that knows the rules |
All these fools keep yapping, wanna meet their end too |
But it won’t happen, those who know don’t talk and those who talk don’t know |
Why must it be like this everyday |
Cuz everyday it’s the same old way |
Hey dog you hear the story, comes with the territory |
Now homey break it down for me, here’s my testimony |
Little vato gets some fame, people starting to know his name |
Now everybody wants to know what varrio does he claim |
Because he’s got the new shit, the true shit, not the bullshit |
Got his finger on the trigger and he’s not afraid to pull it |
Twenty three with the bullet, oh miss you need to cool it |
Call it quits, cuz I fight back like David Hobowitz |
I got the wits to make the hits and rush a fool just like a bitch |
Lil' Rob caught up in the mix with my flips |
Make it last long just like a flick, got many flows so take your pick |
Got more tricks than a magician |
Fuck with me? |
Homey keep on wishing |
It’s that vato that you keep on dissing |
Stop, look and listen |
Why must it be like this every night |
The dogs bark loud but it’s the quiet dog that bites |
What does it take for me to make everything happening |
I got more bounce than a trampoline |
What you telling me, that you loved me just like family |
I’m not buying whatever it is your selling me |
You’re killing me with your jealousy and fantasy |
Take you where you want to be then abandon me |
What you handing me temporary insanity |
Never understanding me, Goddamning me, adjusting the fucking man in me |
But I won’t let your plan succeed |
Frantic situation but I cannot frantically |
It seems like practically everybody is out to get me |
Or is it just me hallucinating, tripping over the things that I see? |
You gotta be kidding me, homey who told you so? |
Those who know don’t talk and those who talk don’t know |