Shy Glizzy - What U Talkin Bout lyrics

Uh, Jefe tell it to all these fuck niggas
DJ Drama

If you a fuck nigga
Keep my name out your mouth (Ah)
If you is tough nigga
I'll come aim at your house
(Boom, boom, boom)
I got a lotta bands and I got a lotta clout
(Young Jefe)
If it ain't 'bout them bands, nigga
What you talkin' 'bout?
Well, nigga, what you talkin' 'bout? (Huh)
I don't care what you talkin' 'bout
(I do not care)
Mama said why all this cash up in her house?
(Why) sorry, momma
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout
(Sorry, momma) Huh? (What you talkin' 'bout)

Glizzy got the pounds, smoke out the ounce
(O oh) bitch I'm talkin' 'bout almost a
Ticket for the house
Bet you never had two hundred
Thousand in your couch
Ouch, shit make a pussy nigga pout (Pout)
Police kick the door
I don't know what they talkin' 'bout
(No, no) i won't run my mouth
Snitches get put in the ground (Omerta)
You can ask around
I'm the hottest guy in town (Big Glizzy)
I never seen them out
Don't know what they talkin' 'bout (Ah)
They ain't keep it one hundred when
They see me comin' up (They didn't)
Streets hottest youngin, no, bitch
I'm just warming up (Fire)
GG on my chain
Bet you will never see it tucked (GG, we up)
You run up, you get bust (Boom, boom)
Show you I don't give no fucks (Ah)

If you a fuck nigga
Keep my name out your mouth (Ah)
If you is tough nigga
I'll come aim at your house
(Boom, boom, boom)
I got a lotta bands and I got a lotta clout
(Young Jefe)
If it ain't 'bout them bands, nigga
What you talkin' 'bout?
Well, nigga, what you talkin' 'bout? (Huh)
I don't care what you talkin' 'bout
(I do not care, What you talkin' 'bout)
Mama said why all this cash up in her house?
(Why, What you talkin' 'bout)
Sorry, momma
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout
(Sorry, momma) Huh? (What you talkin' 'bout)

My young niggas be geeking
They be wylin' for no reason (Ah)
Got good men, gotta keep em
Niggas switch up like the season
(yeah, yeah) i'm not havin' no meeting
(No) , put that nigga in the cement (Go)
Bitch nigga we not beefing
Or your family won't be eating (Oh)
If you come to my house
You see that chopper on the couch (Grrat)
Smoking on that OG, shit turned me to Mr chow
He can't afford an ounce
So he smoke on Black and Milds (God damn)
This shit I got too loud
Can't hear shit he talkin' 'bout (Ayy)
Realest young nigga
Comin' straight up out the slums
(Big Glizzy) glizzy Glizzy, bitch
The king of District of Columb' (Bang, bang)
Ask any of my strippers
Bet they never seen no ones (No, no)
Lil nigga, you my son
Fucked yo sister and yo moms (Ah, ah, ah)

If you a fuck nigga
Keep my name out your mouth (Ah)
If you is tough nigga
I'll come aim at your house
(Boom, boom, boom, ah, ah, ah)
I got a lotta bands and I got a lotta clout
(Young Jefe)
If it ain't 'bout them bands, nigga
What you talkin' 'bout?
Well, nigga, what you talkin' 'bout? (Huh)
I don't care what you talkin' 'bout
(I do not care)
Mama said why all this cash up in her house?
(Why) sorry, momma
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout
(Sorry, momma) Huh? (What you talkin' 'bout)