Lyrics Talkin Shit - Vietnom

Talkin Shit

It’s corsese, yo and i’m back once again, i’m not your average man or everyday
hooligan, i got style, charm and strength to harm any mc who trys to fuck with
me
It’s n.o.m.
from the school of hardknocks where the bitches carry blades and
the niggas tote Glocks.
Dare, beware, bring the mutha fuken hardware,
i know your scared, leave ya shittin in your underwear
Past the point of no return i start to show my rage, all my life i’ve been
locked down, the city is my cage
You’re a casulty of war from this dms tour, have you fiendin like a crack head
beggin me for more
Here i come son, so its ready or not, takin what ya got, blowing up the spot
My crew runs the streets and my dogs are on the loose, your life’s on the line
punk, you know your gonna lose
We’re just kickin out some of the funk shit dms crew we ain’t nothing ta fuck
with x2
Once again back it’s the incredible, unstopable, italian animal,
i’m runnin with the hit squad, if you try to act hard we’re gonna pull your
card
I’m a stone cold killah, i’m gonna fill ya head full of lead, your as good as
fuken dead, half man-half gorilla, i’m the thriller, fuck ali, i punked his ass
in manila
Hard like deniro and pacino when i’m sippin on the vino, i’m lightin up the
streets like pesci in casino
When i roll through the hood i always hold my own i’m the king from queens
never been dethroned
I’m splittin phills and poppin pills, spendin hundred dollah bills,
goodfellah lifestyle, down and dirty low profile
We’re just kickin out some of the funk shit dms crew we ain’t nothing ta fuck
with x2