Talk Dat Shit To Me
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โฑ๏ธ 3:30 duration
๐ ID: 1033872
๐ Lyrics
(Amplified)
Well, alright, y'all (Talk that shit to me)
Tell it like it T-I-is, my nigga (Talk that shit to me)
Uh, talk to me, 'cause I'll talk back
It ain't my fault your girl fell in love with a gangsta mack
Now that's cold, jack (Talk that shit to me)
Peter Piper picked a pimp to play the game with passion
Made power plays with paper while they folded like a pamphlet
Protectin' my progression, politickin' for the people
Platinum with Doggystyle, "Deep Cover" was the prequel
Polarizin', prophesizin', I'm what put us on the map
At Poly bustin' down them P-O-U-N-D's into them sacks
Poundin' pavement with the pushers, pocket rocket for the pussies
Player tried to play me cold, I left him bleedin' in the bushes
I'm like a pigeon with precision, Snoopy shittin' from the top
Piggly Wigglys on patrol, tryna pop us at the park
Partner, please, we just posted up, we plottin' on some paper, man
Just popped a Pontiac and peach is probably what I'll paint the thang
Papered up, I can't complain
Still, I play the game, but it won't ease the pain
My homies passin' earlier than they 'posed to
Pop 'pagne in the Porsche
Most powerful Crip to ever throw up gangs on a poster
Snoop D-O-double-G
Talk that shit to me
From the LBC
Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
It's levels to this game
Got to earn your stripes
Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
Crip without a crush, cocket full of cucks, check that
Cock it then I cuss, count one in the clutch, step back, swish
This Crippin' collision causing catastrophes
My casual conversations end up turnin' to casualties
Cold game, cat crackin' with Kokane
Go against the gang, we got a cellar with your name on it
Showstopper that dropped classics
The same nigga that closed curtains will close caskets
'Cause the crew on it too like compilation tracks
Runnin' numbers up, but it ain't no miscalculatin' that
Goin' kamikaze for me and my concentration camp
'Fore we had to take it back, 'cause really ain't no cake in that
Cryptolite
Play Superman, I'll be your Kryptonite
Took the nigga's citch 'cause she'd rather fuck a Crip tonight
Get this right, can't call yourself a king unless your clique is right
You niggas better get your Crippin' right
Snoop D-O-double-G
Talk that shit to me
From the LBC
Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
It's levels to this game
Got to earn your stripes
Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
OG
On me
LBC
Talk to me
This game (This game)
Earn my stripes (I got stripes)
Get bread
Bitch, get a life
Well, alright, y'all (Talk that shit to me)
Tell it like it T-I-is, my nigga (Talk that shit to me)
Uh, talk to me, 'cause I'll talk back
It ain't my fault your girl fell in love with a gangsta mack
Now that's cold, jack (Talk that shit to me)
Peter Piper picked a pimp to play the game with passion
Made power plays with paper while they folded like a pamphlet
Protectin' my progression, politickin' for the people
Platinum with Doggystyle, "Deep Cover" was the prequel
Polarizin', prophesizin', I'm what put us on the map
At Poly bustin' down them P-O-U-N-D's into them sacks
Poundin' pavement with the pushers, pocket rocket for the pussies
Player tried to play me cold, I left him bleedin' in the bushes
I'm like a pigeon with precision, Snoopy shittin' from the top
Piggly Wigglys on patrol, tryna pop us at the park
Partner, please, we just posted up, we plottin' on some paper, man
Just popped a Pontiac and peach is probably what I'll paint the thang
Papered up, I can't complain
Still, I play the game, but it won't ease the pain
My homies passin' earlier than they 'posed to
Pop 'pagne in the Porsche
Most powerful Crip to ever throw up gangs on a poster
Snoop D-O-double-G
Talk that shit to me
From the LBC
Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
It's levels to this game
Got to earn your stripes
Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
Crip without a crush, cocket full of cucks, check that
Cock it then I cuss, count one in the clutch, step back, swish
This Crippin' collision causing catastrophes
My casual conversations end up turnin' to casualties
Cold game, cat crackin' with Kokane
Go against the gang, we got a cellar with your name on it
Showstopper that dropped classics
The same nigga that closed curtains will close caskets
'Cause the crew on it too like compilation tracks
Runnin' numbers up, but it ain't no miscalculatin' that
Goin' kamikaze for me and my concentration camp
'Fore we had to take it back, 'cause really ain't no cake in that
Cryptolite
Play Superman, I'll be your Kryptonite
Took the nigga's citch 'cause she'd rather fuck a Crip tonight
Get this right, can't call yourself a king unless your clique is right
You niggas better get your Crippin' right
Snoop D-O-double-G
Talk that shit to me
From the LBC
Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
It's levels to this game
Got to earn your stripes
Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
OG
On me
LBC
Talk to me
This game (This game)
Earn my stripes (I got stripes)
Get bread
Bitch, get a life
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.08] (Amplified)
[00:05.22] Well, alright, y'all (Talk that shit to me)
[00:09.12] Tell it like it T-I-is, my nigga (Talk that shit to me)
[00:14.18] Uh, talk to me, 'cause I'll talk back
[00:16.49] It ain't my fault your girl fell in love with a gangsta mack
[00:19.71] Now that's cold, jack (Talk that shit to me)
[00:23.20] Peter Piper picked a pimp to play the game with passion
[00:25.77] Made power plays with paper while they folded like a pamphlet
[00:28.24] Protectin' my progression, politickin' for the people
[00:30.67] Platinum with Doggystyle, "Deep Cover" was the prequel
[00:33.22] Polarizin', prophesizin', I'm what put us on the map
[00:35.66] At Poly bustin' down them P-O-U-N-D's into them sacks
[00:38.15] Poundin' pavement with the pushers, pocket rocket for the pussies
[00:40.68] Player tried to play me cold, I left him bleedin' in the bushes
[00:43.48] I'm like a pigeon with precision, Snoopy shittin' from the top
[00:45.96] Piggly Wigglys on patrol, tryna pop us at the park
[00:48.17] Partner, please, we just posted up, we plottin' on some paper, man
[00:50.86] Just popped a Pontiac and peach is probably what I'll paint the thang
[00:53.32] Papered up, I can't complain
[00:55.02] Still, I play the game, but it won't ease the pain
[00:57.55] My homies passin' earlier than they 'posed to
[00:59.75] Pop 'pagne in the Porsche
[01:01.18] Most powerful Crip to ever throw up gangs on a poster
[01:03.35] Snoop D-O-double-G
[01:05.30] Talk that shit to me
[01:08.03] From the LBC
[01:10.59] Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
[01:13.43] It's levels to this game
[01:15.68] Got to earn your stripes
[01:18.15] Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
[01:20.73] Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
[01:23.77] Crip without a crush, cocket full of cucks, check that
[01:26.47] Cock it then I cuss, count one in the clutch, step back, swish
[01:29.16] This Crippin' collision causing catastrophes
[01:31.67] My casual conversations end up turnin' to casualties
[01:34.16] Cold game, cat crackin' with Kokane
[01:36.35] Go against the gang, we got a cellar with your name on it
[01:39.87] Showstopper that dropped classics
[01:41.52] The same nigga that closed curtains will close caskets
[01:43.89] 'Cause the crew on it too like compilation tracks
[01:46.23] Runnin' numbers up, but it ain't no miscalculatin' that
[01:49.05] Goin' kamikaze for me and my concentration camp
[01:51.54] 'Fore we had to take it back, 'cause really ain't no cake in that
[01:53.78] Cryptolite
[01:54.84] Play Superman, I'll be your Kryptonite
[01:56.73] Took the nigga's citch 'cause she'd rather fuck a Crip tonight
[01:59.34] Get this right, can't call yourself a king unless your clique is right
[02:02.00] You niggas better get your Crippin' right
[02:03.98] Snoop D-O-double-G
[02:06.08] Talk that shit to me
[02:08.52] From the LBC
[02:11.03] Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
[02:14.03] It's levels to this game
[02:16.21] Got to earn your stripes
[02:18.79] Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
[02:21.22] Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
[02:25.33] OG
[02:27.88] On me
[02:30.35] LBC
[02:32.72] Talk to me
[02:35.53] This game (This game)
[02:37.99] Earn my stripes (I got stripes)
[02:40.80] Get bread
[02:42.61] Bitch, get a life
[02:45.43]
[00:05.22] Well, alright, y'all (Talk that shit to me)
[00:09.12] Tell it like it T-I-is, my nigga (Talk that shit to me)
[00:14.18] Uh, talk to me, 'cause I'll talk back
[00:16.49] It ain't my fault your girl fell in love with a gangsta mack
[00:19.71] Now that's cold, jack (Talk that shit to me)
[00:23.20] Peter Piper picked a pimp to play the game with passion
[00:25.77] Made power plays with paper while they folded like a pamphlet
[00:28.24] Protectin' my progression, politickin' for the people
[00:30.67] Platinum with Doggystyle, "Deep Cover" was the prequel
[00:33.22] Polarizin', prophesizin', I'm what put us on the map
[00:35.66] At Poly bustin' down them P-O-U-N-D's into them sacks
[00:38.15] Poundin' pavement with the pushers, pocket rocket for the pussies
[00:40.68] Player tried to play me cold, I left him bleedin' in the bushes
[00:43.48] I'm like a pigeon with precision, Snoopy shittin' from the top
[00:45.96] Piggly Wigglys on patrol, tryna pop us at the park
[00:48.17] Partner, please, we just posted up, we plottin' on some paper, man
[00:50.86] Just popped a Pontiac and peach is probably what I'll paint the thang
[00:53.32] Papered up, I can't complain
[00:55.02] Still, I play the game, but it won't ease the pain
[00:57.55] My homies passin' earlier than they 'posed to
[00:59.75] Pop 'pagne in the Porsche
[01:01.18] Most powerful Crip to ever throw up gangs on a poster
[01:03.35] Snoop D-O-double-G
[01:05.30] Talk that shit to me
[01:08.03] From the LBC
[01:10.59] Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
[01:13.43] It's levels to this game
[01:15.68] Got to earn your stripes
[01:18.15] Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
[01:20.73] Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
[01:23.77] Crip without a crush, cocket full of cucks, check that
[01:26.47] Cock it then I cuss, count one in the clutch, step back, swish
[01:29.16] This Crippin' collision causing catastrophes
[01:31.67] My casual conversations end up turnin' to casualties
[01:34.16] Cold game, cat crackin' with Kokane
[01:36.35] Go against the gang, we got a cellar with your name on it
[01:39.87] Showstopper that dropped classics
[01:41.52] The same nigga that closed curtains will close caskets
[01:43.89] 'Cause the crew on it too like compilation tracks
[01:46.23] Runnin' numbers up, but it ain't no miscalculatin' that
[01:49.05] Goin' kamikaze for me and my concentration camp
[01:51.54] 'Fore we had to take it back, 'cause really ain't no cake in that
[01:53.78] Cryptolite
[01:54.84] Play Superman, I'll be your Kryptonite
[01:56.73] Took the nigga's citch 'cause she'd rather fuck a Crip tonight
[01:59.34] Get this right, can't call yourself a king unless your clique is right
[02:02.00] You niggas better get your Crippin' right
[02:03.98] Snoop D-O-double-G
[02:06.08] Talk that shit to me
[02:08.52] From the LBC
[02:11.03] Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
[02:14.03] It's levels to this game
[02:16.21] Got to earn your stripes
[02:18.79] Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
[02:21.22] Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
[02:25.33] OG
[02:27.88] On me
[02:30.35] LBC
[02:32.72] Talk to me
[02:35.53] This game (This game)
[02:37.99] Earn my stripes (I got stripes)
[02:40.80] Get bread
[02:42.61] Bitch, get a life
[02:45.43]