Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Talk Down, artist - Rappin' 4-Tay. Album song Off Parole, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.01.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Forte
Song language: English
Never Talk Down |
You see you never talk down on a player |
I spray a to break to your knees |
You best to say a prayer |
Cause funk been a part of my life ever since the starting gate |
Remember me and my nigga $hort dog way back in 88 |
Broke them bitches down with some sexual healing |
And man the town aint been the same and dont fight the feeling |
But now you new boy |
Started off in this game on a accident |
Copied another niggas style |
Punk dont let this rap shit get you broke off |
Cause see its potent like that aint right |
Find a maiden name for yourself but dont believe the hype |
Fool who you think I was the dope of your producer |
If it wasnt for them dogs and them hogs you wouldnt have a future |
Now let me add that I could never be scarier |
Rappin fo wanna raise off in that bay area |
Stickin to dat ass like a hot bowl of grits |
Hits on top of hits who you think started this shit |
Never talk down on a playa |
Unless you ready to be straight layed where theres a hater |
Save a bitch in a minute for a nut |
Its the funk when this dog got you fiendin on this funk, nigga (x2) |
(short dog) |
Its going down right now |
California mackin at its best |
Somethin for my niggas on the grind from the west |
Cali is my home but its just like yours |
Niggas love to get money while dey fuck dey whores |
Hit all the parties and do the same old shit |
Bitches gettin broke cuz the game dont quit |
I had a flash back it was the oakland raiders at the colliseum we aint |
Nuttin but playas |
Diamonds glistenin hoes whistlin |
Bitches know my name cuz its a natural thing |
I had to bend da corna |
Really didnt bone her |
Punk yooz a gona |
Heard you was on a Stick up mission triple beam in da kitchen |
Never shot nobody but Im damn sho itchin to blast you |
Cuz in your dream you shot me then you woke up and found out you cant stop me Rappin 4: |
If buckin em up fuckin da mic be a crime |
Best believe da police got a apb out on mine |
Because I gots mo disguises than that fool inspecta gadget |
Im not a witch but crystal ball let me have it, ahh |
I seen playa hatin way back from da gate |
Now everybody wanna be a p-l-a-y-a |
While life to you self play da role wasnt a simp |
Knowin damn well your girl brought shorty da pimp |
Becuz they smile in ya face |
And all da while dem motha fuckas wanna take ya place |
Short dog: |
Thats right funky from da old school |
Been doin shows been comin tight in studios |
Songs on da radio interviews and laughs |
Up at da mall signin autographs |
And aint nuttin gonna change in 96 |
Cuz this pimp gotta mack all the finest bitches |
And get paid from da game so they never talk down on a playas name |
(rappin 4) |
Beeitch |
Mc breed: |
4-tay, short dog, and breed like dis check me out |
Memba dat runnin back |
Sayin breedas hatin you |
Takin you to anotha level nigga makin you |
We got plenty of hoes in da back screamin okay |
Who you fuckin round wit, 4-tay |
Ice like t out to get payed |
Short dog bringin hoes to da pimpery |
I faded off this? |
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Niggas wanna play me but plenty of bitches pay me Over all I balls more and none test |
I keep a gun and I put two off in a niggas chest |
And see coincide within the same heartbeat |
Thats right I give a motha fucka five feet |
Furtha imformation, I get inta meditation |
I outta have yo ass shakin |
I conclude my calculation is |