| My walk talk for me
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| My whip talk for me
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| My gat talk for me
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| Blah, whatever homie
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| Louie told me, «Go and switch your style up»
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| So haters be watchin' my money pile up
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| Fuck it, my pockets is gettin' wider
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| I’m fuckin', she’s suckin', and gettin' louder
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| And the room, full of hoes, fuckin' hooligans
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| This tone of violence be sprayin' whoever listening
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| Fuck the world when they be listening
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| I’m killin' 'em
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| Like cuts to your Michelin, keep listenin'
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| The glove don’t fit like I got away
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| The white Bronco, that’s a getaway
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| Fuck bitches in the slums, that’s my getaway
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| Kill Rich’s grace under pressure, Hemingway
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| You sweatin', you nervous, why?
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| 'Cuz your bitch be spittin' my verses?
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| My beats break necks, so bring the hearse
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| Skinny sand nigga with a crew full of turbans
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| Throw my click up, girls want to sip up
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| Order more bottles, let 'em hoes drink up
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| Money not an issue, my withdrawls need a pick-up
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| My dick up when I watch my wrists freeze like a stickup
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| Pull up like a cop pullin' over
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| Like Gotti in the gotti, move over
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| Like a comin' at you with his hostler
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| Like Manson in a mansion
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| Red eyes from the marijuana
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| Better put your shades on when the camera’s on ya
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| Can’t help but smile cause my pockets full of cheese
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| And I came to the game with all odds against me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Talk 4 Me , by - Skinny. Song from the album Ghetto Disneyland, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп