paroles de chanson Talkin' My Sh*t - Quin Nfn
Ayy,
back
in
the
day,
if
you
wanted
some
beef
with
a
nigga
Then
you
can
go
meet
with
the
nigga
(Let's
lean)
Nowadays
these
niggas
don't
go
to
school
But
they
be
at
the
crib
tryna
tweak
with
a
nigga
(Run
that
shit
back,
Khi)
I'm
really
finna
just
talk
my
shit
on
this
ho,
you
feel
me?
Hold
on,
hold
on
Ayy,
ayy
(Gang)
Back
in
the
day,
if
you
wanted
some
beef
with
a
nigga
Then
you
can
go
meet
with
the
nigga
(Let's
lean)
Nowadays
these
niggas
don't
go
to
school
But
they
be
at
the
crib
tryna
tweak
with
a
nigga
(Uh,
uh)
Ayy,
2015,
bitch
I
couldn't
get
a
fee
from
a
nigga
Now
boys
wanna
eat
with
a
nigga
Got
on
Say
Cheese
and
blew
up
They
was
sleep
on
a
nigga
now
they
wanna
speak
on
a
nigga
Gold
on
my
chain
like
my
jeweler
just
peed
on
a
nigga
Real
ice,
come
and
ski
on
a
nigga
(Ice,
ice)
She
know
I'm
a
dog,
but
you
can't
put
a
leash
on
a
nigga
We
smoking
a
P
in
the
sprinter
(Damn,
damn)
Go
creep
with
my
nigga,
she
eat
the
penis
for
dinner
I
still
spit
some
heat
in
December
(Okay)
OG
in
a
swisher,
pour
up
some
lean
with
a
killer
Then
go
hit
the
scene
with
my
nigga
Go
hit
a
jugg
I
be
stacking
and
moving
(I'm
stackin')
My
niggas
ballin'
like
passing
and
shooting
(Grra,
grra)
Like
a
vacation,
we
packing
and
moving
She
taking
a
pic
while
I'm
smacking
her
booty
(On
gang)
I
eat
the
beat
I
be
smacking
and
chewing
She
eat
the
meat,
she
be
gagging
and
drooling
Opps
see
a
nigga
they
laughing
and
cooling
When
we
see
them
niggas,
we
clappin'
and
shooting
(Grra)
Bitch,
I'm
never
lacking,
my
tool
it
be
on
Still
got
the
Glock
with
some
Louis
V
on
(On
gang)
Hit
from
the
back,
man
that
coochie
be
gone
I'm
in
the
coup
dripping
juice
and
Vlone
Don't-Don't
got
a
bag,
I
won't
get
on
a
song
Don't-Don't
got
a
bag
bitch
you
need
you
a
loan
Not
needing
TD
I
just
got
in
my
zone
Your
bitch
shaking
ass
on
the
app
in
my
phone
Ayy,
that
lil'
bitch
stalking
my
pics
Ayy,
I
might
water
faucet
my
wrist
Now
I
got
her
stalking
my
dick
(My
dick)
Now
they
got
me
talking
my
shit
(My
shit)
Ayy,
gang,
hold
on,
ayy
Now
they
got
me
talking
my
shit
Ayy,
they
got
me
talking
my
shit
Lil'
bitch,
ayy,
they
got
me
talking
my
shit
No
love
for
a
thot,
I'm
in
love
with
them
dollars
Spot
me
an
opp
make
them
fold
like
a
collar
(Grra)
She
wanna
kick
it
like
we
playing
soccer
I'm
still
it
the
4 with
a
Glock
for
a
robber
(On
gang)
I
heard
you
fuck
niggas
be
talking
'bout
thuggin'
Signing
they
life,
pussy
boy
you
a
puppet
(Huh)
You
see
them
boys
on
the
net
and
they
clutching
Fuck
niggas
be
naked
when
you
see
'em
in
public
(Dumbass)
Come
to
my
show
trynna
trip
and
its
over
Dogging
your
bitch
with
the
stick
in
the
sofa
(I'm
on
that)
I
bought
his
bitch,
she
be
feeling
this
Yoda
(On
gang)
Gold
on
my
chain
I
be
feeling
like
Homer
(Gang)
I
do
my
thang
toss
a
bitch
like
a
floater
Run
up
a
check
with
my
main
in
the
Rover
(I'm
gone)
Drip
like
the
rain
with
my
gang
'til
it's
over
I
used
to
hit
stains,
I'm
the
same
but
I'm
older
(Gang)
Ayy,
I
used
to
hit
stains,
but
I'm
older
Ayy,
I
used
to
hit
stains,
but
I'm
older
Ayy,
bitch,
I
used
to
hit
stains,
but
I'm
older,
ayy
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