Текст песни Yip Yap - BuDu

All the yapping all the this and that they don't do none of that talk
The district can't give em to the schools the streets done used all of their chalk
The OGs tell em, when you catch a body, do nothing, don't gloat
All these youngins getting caught with all these clues up in their phone
Who you robbed man, where you hit the lick, and who opened that vault?
Who you dropped, and where the body hid, and where the guns that y'all tossed?
He got caught and we all know he sang he still acting all tough
Claim they're stand up but up on the stand spilling guts, they're all talk

I don't live that life and I know better than to talk about it
Even when I see it I ain't seen I just walk around it
If they hit you where it hurts bro you better not sulk about it
Let it go or let it be known that you not to be fucked around with
All that gang shit what I'm ducking
Niggas going ham when they bucking
All that cop talk they don't fuck with
They will take your life like it's nothing
Friend or family, brother or cousin
Doesn't matter, they will come hunting
If they hear you talking bout something
That they did then they get to dumping aye
When the police approach you, you tell em straight that you ain't got none to say
Don't be a one man crusade
Talking bout what they might or may
Had did, or are about to do, if they find out you are the one who caved
Closed casket at your final wake
Cos all them guns will fuck up your face

All the yapping all the this and that they don't do none of that talk
The district can't give em to the schools the streets done used all of their chalk
The OGs tell em,when you catch a body, do nothing, don't gloat
All these youngins getting caught with all these clues up in their phone
Who you robbed man, where you hit the lick, and who opened that vault?
Who you dropped, and where the body hid, and where the guns that y'all tossed?
He got caught and we all know he sang he still acting all tough
Claim they're stand up but up on the stand spilling guts, they're all talk

A granny getting robbed and telling cops? No that's not snitching
A snitch is a nigga that was involved in the mission
Probably planned the heist, scoped out the place that y'all were hitting
Probably stole the car you used, shit that nigga who was whipping
Was the one talking, giving orders, heck he even slipped and
Used the real names of his homies, the cashier, yeah he hit him
He got sloppy, everything he touched, yeah he left his prints on
The cops caught him, now claims he was pressured, he's the victim
Man get the fuck up out of here
They don't got no time to hear
All your homies doing time, so my nigga how you here?
We know all y'all walked inside, only one who got the clear
Only one who got no years
Only one?! Shit, that's weird
Look no one's condoning crime or anything like that my one thing is
If you gon cook it up then you should eat whatever comes with it
I'm tired of niggas saying they running things to turn and run from it
The only thing you're running is your mouth til there's a gun it
So all of that conviction that you showed and all that confidence
Just turned into confessions moment you were faced with consequence
The concept of them congregating all of y'all is contingent
On one of y'all consorting with the cops to reach some congruence

All the yapping all the this and that they don't do none of that talk
The district can't give em to the schools the streets done used all of their chalk
The OGs tell em, when you catch a body, do nothing, don't gloat
All these youngins getting caught with all these clues up in their phone
Who you robbed man, where you hit the lick, and who opened that vault?
Who you dropped, and where the body hid, and where the guns that y'all tossed?
He got caught and we all know he sang he still acting all tough
Claim they're stand up but up on the stand spilling guts, they're all talk