Talibando - Birds Talking lyrics
[Talibando - Birds Talking lyrics]
(Flea) yeah
(Nash Effect)
It's like I hear the birds talkin'
See 'em move town steel scorchin'
Four hundred degrees just like Juvie
I don't believe shit a nigga say
Tell him prove it i tried to wake 'em up
They still sleepin' on me
Guess they snoozin' (Wake up)
If you hearin' this, it's too late (Too late)
Pop a Perc' and take a deuce to
The grill to get my mood straight (yeah)
I'll pull up
Have the club goin' up on a Tuesday
(Got the club goin' up) i even made a play
Unky walkеd in with some blue jays
And he got a pint that camе with it
It's my lucky night (My lucky night)
You don't want the Navy on your
Ass 'cause that's an ugly sight (yeah)
Every nigga with me play with guns
We ain't come to fight
Hit your block with choppers
Light that bitch up just
Like Christmas lights
All the work could make it through the
Air long as you send it right (yeah)
Bust the t-shirt open
Gotta make sure that the pillow right
Niggas watch my every move, handyman
I keep the tool before COVID hit
I had a box of masks with nicks and food
I get off drank, my words get slurred
I'm really feelin' mixed and screwed
Think about when I was down bad and
I ain't have shit to lose
I ain't your average young nigga, bitch
I'm really school (For real)
Trappin' ain't dead, these
Niggas scared, boy, don't be confused
(Shh) ten toes in the field
Stood tall through it all (I did)
Took some big hit's, I
Stumbled a couple times, but I ain't fall
Got a whole chirp now
I started off with one ball (Cocaine)
I can run through a nigga
Whole bag with one call (Brrt)
Real Taliban Gang, I got some killers on call
If it get like that
I swear I'm puttin' pressure on y'all
(You know it)
Put your 3Ds on, I know you see me comin'
700 horses in the motor
Know you hear me comin'
Niggas watch the gang, try to mimic somethin'
Every time I go to shop
It's nothin' less than sixty on me (yeah)
I'm tired of niggas rappin' 'bout the
Work they ain't never sold (Never)
I got two kit's, one white, one yellow gold
I got niggas doin' life, never comin' home
Used to tote the strap, but
Now he tote the knife
He still'll get you gone (Gang)
(Nash Effect)
It's like I hear the birds talkin'
See 'em move town steel scorchin'
Four hundred degrees just like Juvie
I don't believe shit a nigga say
Tell him prove it i tried to wake 'em up
They still sleepin' on me
Guess they snoozin' (Wake up)
If you hearin' this, it's too late (Too late)
Pop a Perc' and take a deuce to
The grill to get my mood straight (yeah)
I'll pull up
Have the club goin' up on a Tuesday
(Got the club goin' up) i even made a play
Unky walkеd in with some blue jays
And he got a pint that camе with it
It's my lucky night (My lucky night)
You don't want the Navy on your
Ass 'cause that's an ugly sight (yeah)
Every nigga with me play with guns
We ain't come to fight
Hit your block with choppers
Light that bitch up just
Like Christmas lights
All the work could make it through the
Air long as you send it right (yeah)
Bust the t-shirt open
Gotta make sure that the pillow right
Niggas watch my every move, handyman
I keep the tool before COVID hit
I had a box of masks with nicks and food
I get off drank, my words get slurred
I'm really feelin' mixed and screwed
Think about when I was down bad and
I ain't have shit to lose
I ain't your average young nigga, bitch
I'm really school (For real)
Trappin' ain't dead, these
Niggas scared, boy, don't be confused
(Shh) ten toes in the field
Stood tall through it all (I did)
Took some big hit's, I
Stumbled a couple times, but I ain't fall
Got a whole chirp now
I started off with one ball (Cocaine)
I can run through a nigga
Whole bag with one call (Brrt)
Real Taliban Gang, I got some killers on call
If it get like that
I swear I'm puttin' pressure on y'all
(You know it)
Put your 3Ds on, I know you see me comin'
700 horses in the motor
Know you hear me comin'
Niggas watch the gang, try to mimic somethin'
Every time I go to shop
It's nothin' less than sixty on me (yeah)
I'm tired of niggas rappin' 'bout the
Work they ain't never sold (Never)
I got two kit's, one white, one yellow gold
I got niggas doin' life, never comin' home
Used to tote the strap, but
Now he tote the knife
He still'll get you gone (Gang)