Talk Trap lyrics

by

Jeezy


[Chorus x2:]
You see me I eat sleep sh*t and talk trap
You see the 645 I paid cash I bought that
Had some felony charges, I fought that
If I ain't a D boy then what do you call that?

Yea ima big tymer like bryan Williams
But you can catch me in the hood eatn churchs chicken
I been hot, yall just caught the buzz
And I was fresh about the same time many was
Grab a snickers this may take a while
Been chasin cash money since I was a juvenile
And I was worth a couple thou still in high school livin @ my momma house
Call it masturbation the way I feel myself
So I started my own label and I signed myself
I ain't lookin for no artists cuz Im fire myself
And im guaranteed a job I ain't gonna fire myself...

[Chorus x2]
Listen Young Buck I know its evident
Round here we'll kill yo ass over 50 cent
You betta run n*gga you bteta save yo ass
Cuz its guaranteed to be a shady aftermath
He in his v12 eatin M&Ms
Dark tinted windows but you know its him
Who?
I seen him just the other day
Word on the street he just signed with jazzie fay
And showty spittin flames yall
Bet you a whole brick he bout to change the game yall
And them otha n*ggas can't compete
Cuz that n*gga from the streets
[Chorus x2]
Yea im bout it bout it but I ain't Master P
And it ain't no limit if you f*ck with me
Nah n*gga, I neva heard of you
But I still have my n*gga C to murder ya
Make the same profit as I did wit D
With the keys on the triton and a _
Real smart a genius in the kitchen
So when jeezy talk n*ggas listen
It ain't all good
It ain't all bad
All that sh*t they drivin I already had
And I know it make them lames mad
Cuz the chicks they lovin I already had

[Chorus]
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