PGF Nuk - Talk My Shit lyrics

[PGF Nuk - Talk My Shit lyrics]

Ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, what? Yeah, go
They got Wooskii on the mix

Niggas ain't gon' shoot shit (Shit)
Niggas ain't gon' shoot nothin' (Nothin')
Why you got that gun for
(Why?) when you ain't doin'
No huntin'? (No huntin'?)
Soon as we catch his head, take him down
We gon' fuckin' punt it
Rubber band 'round the money, all blues
All hundreds
We don't do no stuntin', uh (What?)
Foe'nem steady gunnin' (Huh?)
Catch a opp, switch his ass (Switch, switch)
We gon' hit the button (Hit that button)
Why you got yo' hand in yo'
Pocket? You ain't got none
Foe'nem got FNs like a rocket, but
We got somethin'
We gon' put his ass up in a double cup
(Double cup)
Foe'nem roll him up, like a binder
We gon' fold him up
Ayy, folks come from behind ya
When he gets close enough
He gon' poke you up and smoke you up
Foe'nem know what's up (Ayy)
Buddy ass got popped up
(Yeah) , but
We ain't did that (We ain't did that)
Ayy, tell the opps
"Come catch up" they need some get back
(They need some get back)
Ayy, they'll never catch up, so
I can sit back
I can chillax
Sit back and watch 'em get whacked
Ayy, bro, we runnin' shit from 51st to 59th
(59th)
Every nigga on my block got a pipe
We take a life
(We take a life)
Boy, we got three stripes, all black
All Nike
(All Nike)
I see he tryna fight, boy
If one fight then we all fight
(Fight we all fight)
Go, big dog status
Only a hundred K, you ain't never have it
(Ayy)
You ain't never have to get it
You ain't been on savage
Ayy, foe'nem really out here, uh
We ain't never average
Get some ass, get to clappin', ayy
Let me turn this bitch up one time (One time)
Ayy, if he tweakin'
Then his ass got one time
Then they all dyin'
Foe'nem know we send them bullets
Them bitches all flyin'
Time to go, we all slidin'
If y'all hide, we find

Uh uh, let me talk my shit
Uh uh, let me talk my shit
Uh uh, let me talk my shit
Uh uh, let me talk my shit

Foe'nem got a thirty in this bitch, ayy
(Got a thirty, uh)
Foe'nem got a thirty in
This Uh, extended clip
Uh
Foe'nem ridin' 'round with that
Pipe on his hip
Ayy
Take that bitch right out, we
The pipe on the strip
Ayy

We ain't got no guns, ain't
No pipe in the dip
Ayy
We all got some guns, it's
Some pipes in this whip
Ayy
We got every clip, but, ain't no promags
Got a shootout, know it's gon' jam
That bitch don't blow fast
Go
Droppin' all 'em songs with
Them weak ass pipes
(Weak ass pipes)
Callin' me tryna get it on, but
You ain't got no pipe
Why you callin' me? That's really like
You playin' with your life
I might not come tonight, you out of
State then I'm bookin' me a flight
Go
(Where you at?)

Uh uh, let me talk my shit
Uh uh, let me talk my shit
Uh uh, let me talk my shit
Uh uh, let me talk my shit

Foe'nem got a thirty in this bitch, ayy
(Got a thirty, uh)
Foe'nem got a thirty in
This Uh, extended clip
Uh
Foe'nem ridin' 'round with that
Pipe on his hip
Ayy
Take that bitch right out, we
The pipe on the strip
Ayy

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