NLE Choppa, Fredo Bang - Gangsta Talk lyrics

Yeah da da, da da da, ah ah, da da
Put a nigga on that Tee, consultation
What, what
In the booth with the Drac' on me

I ain’t never been a bitch
But I put titties on a Drac'
Walk down on the opposition
Shoot 'em broad day
I put seven point six-two, filled up the K
That nigga made his bed
So the nigga gotta lay
Ay, I’m a savage, a menace
Shoot it 'til it's empty
Gotta a dick up in the Glock
Since these niggas actin' kiddie
Bitch, I'm hotter than herpes
So tell me who fuckin' with me
Bitch, I'm only sixteen and a
Nigga run his city

We don't chase no clout we chase opps nigga
Yeah
Body after body what’s your count nigga? yeah
I should hit a bitch nigga
With the Draco, yeah, yeah
And you can’t join a gang
Unless you take souls
Yeah, you play some games then I gon'
Feed you to my lil’ niggas these niggas
They be flaggin' just like Hilfigers
Sellin' 'yo, she grabbed the cut up
Where the chalk at? Yeah, the fat one
He got hit and he can’t talk back

Ay, this is gangsta talk
And niggas can't relate
I saw my opp out in public
I boost the murder rate
I ain't wanna get caught so
I used my thirty-eight
I had my gloves on real tight
Mask on my face

I got a Glock where my dick at
A brick where my wrist at
No, this ain't a party, but
The Draco got some kicks, yeah
Send a diss, I won't
Talk back, murder? yeah, i'm 'bout that
He was talkin' out his head
I put a price on his ballcap
Hit him in his shoulder, Chris Brown
Make him pop-lock
I'm lurkin' in yo' section in a rental
I'm on opp watch
Gat take his soul, give him wings
Make him fly high
And I don't know how to dance
But with that chopper I'ma cha-cha

Slide on my opp house
Shoot the nigga through the curtains
He was tough up on the 'Gram 'til
I saw him out in person
This niggas talkin' all that shit
Now the young nigga nervous
Put them holes in his body
Now he gotta go in surgery
I'm a lil' nigga with a big stick
My Drako called Jackie Chan
'cause that bitch kick
And I'm pimpin' all these bad hoes
Slick Ricks and I don't stop shootin' my
Gun until that bitch click

Ay, this is gangsta talk
And niggas can't relate
I saw my opp out in public
I boost the murder rate
I ain't wanna get caught so
I used my thirty-eight
I had my gloves on real tight
Mask on my face ay, this is gangsta talk
And niggas can't relate
I saw my opp out in public
I boost the murder rate
I ain't wanna get caught so
I used my thirty-eight
I had my gloves on real tight
Mask on my face

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