Rob Level
Talk That Trash
[INTRO]
Ya, Level
Yea Yea Yea
Awhn
YEA YEA!

[VERSE 1]
Ya Playboy Got A Mansion I'm back
The kid hard, Michael Jackson attack
All my self made hustlers where you at?
My Life problem jugglers where you at?

[HOOK ]
...Doubters used to talk that trash
Now it's dead silent like assassin attacks
Music to feel what ever happened to that?
Keepin it real what ever happened to that?

[VERSE 2]
Old friends ain't friends they opped me
Makin waves got the flow all choppy
You are not me, bitch you a copy
Control+Z that shit that's the hot key

Puttin money in ya face
Puttin money in ya face
Sayin how the money taste taste taste
I got money in the bank
I be leavin out The place
My car gettin chased
They like "WAIT! WAIT!"

[BRIDGE]
Paper hard and I blow it like a spit ball
Head tall only flaw is I miss calls
Pissed off with the ball bout to get raw
Pissed off with the ball bout to get raw

[HOOK ]
...Doubters used to talk that trash
Now it's dead silent like assassin attacks
Music to feel what ever happened to that?
Keepin it real what ever happened to that?

[VERSE 3]
Got E, mamacitta call me papi
Wherever she sit at it's a hot seat
She make me hard drive from a floppy
Bout to see her insides... autopsy

I'm other side of the pillow im so cool
I took life and turned and it over like fumble
They go try me ima hittm with the 1 2
The 3 4 bitch then again when he come TOO!

Back in my place, back in the race
First, make you feel it like the bap in the bass
I Pull up in the place with the car 2 hun.... dough
Wanna leave here with me don't run.... slow

HOOK
...Doubters used to talk that trash
Now it's dead silent like assassin attacks
Music to feel what ever happened to that?
Keepin it real what ever happened to that?

Don't Stop
Don't Stop