Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Talk Ya Ass Off , by - Three 6 Mafia. Song from the album Underground Vol. I, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 15.03.1999
Record label: Smoked Out
Song language: English
Talk Ya Ass Off |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can ya back it, can you back it, can you back it up? |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can ya back it, can you back it, can you back it up? |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can you back it up? |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can you back it up? |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can you back it up? |
| Talk ya ass off nigga let’s see what you can do |
| When I got my glizzock pressed up at your nappy ass head |
| Gonna say was it you, fool? |
| Shoot on yo sissy bitch ass is easy, no need to get emotional |
| Because first of all everything is business, ain’t shit personal |
| A hundred times I caught your ass slippin' |
| All high off the drugs I could’ve start trippin' and rippin' your head off |
| With the tech 9, but you don’t hear it |
| Trying to test my pimpin' I’ll run up on you |
| Cockin' it, you will feel it poking up your nose, boogers on my barrel |
| Pull the trigger back and watch your head just scatter |
| Go to the funeral cause some shit like that it’s straight to me |
| Ridin' in the limo with yo folks 'till you tried to play me |
| Bitch I don’t fuck around, I’ll put your ass underground |
| You know you goodas gone when you hear the (gunshots) sound |
| You run your mouth, but you’ll eventually have to pay the cost |
| For talkin' your funky ass off, busta'! |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can you back it up? |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can you back it up? |
| Now niggas always talking that fucking shit |
| Sayin' what they do but never doin' it |
| Talk ya ass off, I’ll blow yo' ass off, there’s nothing to it |
| I got a tech that’ll take yo' ass out |
| And if you don’t believe me just try me |
| I bet your sissy ass get ran up by the Triple 6 Mafia |
| Got you fools, petty fools complain, oh come the Scarecrow |
| With the shit all of us in' the thangs |
| And my niggas down, my niggas down to clown |
| Oh you? |
| Oh you to? |
| You don’t have a fucking clue, fool |
| You just talk a lot of shit, but shit don’t impress me |
| You better bring it on if you willin' to try and even test me |
| A vest see can never even save you when I start to bust |
| Automatic rounds coming at you from every end, watch your head bust! |
| Da Killaman DJ Paul is rollin' with the Serial Killaz, Lord Infamous |
| And pull it got fingers on the trigger |
| And all real niggas take care of they business, that’s boss! |
| And bullshit bustas talk they ass off! |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can ya back it, can you back it, can you back it up? |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can ya back it, can you back it, can you back it up? |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can you back it up? |
| Talk ya ass off |
| Can you back it up? |