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Clinton Sparks

I'm Talking To You

 

I'm Talking To You

(앨범: New Crack City - 2006)


Okay Jersey
Shouts out, the whole standard mix unit
G.I
Sammy Needles
Got that crack
Mike, Lee, Jeff
Let's go, aw, Digga Digga

Somebody getting popped and they wanna know who
You stupid motherfucker yeah I'm talking 'bout you
That nigga is a snitch and he wanna ask who
Scary motherfucker yeah I'm talking 'bout you
They undercover moles and they wanna ask who
These bum ass niggas yeah I'm talking 'bout you
Your homeboy's pussy getting smacked out the blue
These punk motherfuckers yeah I'm talking 'bout you

All y'all bitches go to hell and I don't care who don't like me
Y'all get beat up in the club like Nasty Nas and his wifey
You see, shawty be picking a fight, niggas be getting her type
Getting hit with lead instead of ex on his mystery night
Doing a hundred and ten, we getting blunted again
30-30s, 300s and that be just some of my friends
Prissy does it gully like whatever will suit me
I'm pouring liquor for my dead homies
That's what it just suit me (Clinton Sparks)
On some independent shit, just to see how to try it
Fucking with' cops with seven dollars 'til I learned they was lying
Cops said then fuck it I don't need 'em all these labels be gaming
I'd rather be a free agent than being signed and complaining
Be steady crying then boohooing they ain't market the record
I ain't too beat I'm in the street with' all the cushion them x's, you see
Flipmode be running this shit, you just be running your lip
You be making records on some springy and summery shit
Long as I been quiet had a bitch ain't depending
And if I ever had to battle silly hoe you ain't winning
I bet that made the people they day wanna see I still got it
I say some shit that turn you bluer than a case of hypnotiq, now
Don't make me flip in this bitch, know how Jersey niggas get
If I get the flash then better know that it won't be a tick
Give it to him and his chick, more like extending a clip
If we squashed the beef then hoe well I'm rekindling shit

Somebody getting popped and they wanna know who
You stupid motherfucker yeah I'm talking 'bout you
That nigga is a snitch and he wanna ask who
Scary motherfucker yeah I'm talking 'bout you
They undercover moles and they wanna ask who
These bum ass niggas yeah I'm talking 'bout you
Your homeboy's pussy getting smacked out the blue
These punk motherfuckers yeah I'm talking 'bout you

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