Official Talk Of The Streets Freestyle
[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
[Verse]
Boogie got lined by a thot (N***a)
Mellz went out for some box (Grrah, grrah, boom)
How many Brownsville n***as got shot?
They losin' and that is one thing that we not
Run down, Blizzy movin' like an opp (Why he movin' like that?)
Any funny move and we makin' him drop (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Don't run, 6ix put the beam on his top (Grrah, grrah, boom)
That's what's gonna happen, don't come through this block, like (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Troopers takin' over
Savv movin' like Dellavedova
When Jeff got shot, he thought it was over (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, I know he remember that coma
Don't compare us to none of these n***as, they just all talk, they just wanna rap
We lookin' for SySy, don't lack
They spit on your mother and you ain't gеt back (Who that boy?)
He don't got no money, at this point, it's not evеn funny
Got your ass beat and took it on the bunny (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Ain't get you no vid 'cause that n***a bummy
He don't even know his sister used to love me
He got me upset, shot nine vids in the same vest
N***a really popped, go and chase a check
Always on my dick, n***a, give it a rest
We the talk of the streets (N***a)
On Blake walkin' with the heat (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
We don't need a car, we could go on feet (Grrah, grrah, boom)
They just butthurt 'cause we smokin' Dee (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
If you got a problem, n***a, we could meet (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Lil' Sy is a joke and he shot a vid in Sha Stackzz coat (N***a)
Everybody know that lil' n***a broke (Grrah, grrah)
If he the face of Bamaz, they don't got no hope (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
All he do is lie
And he barely even come outside, let alone try to get inside a ride
Now he talkin' crazy, he got too much pride (Grrah, grrah)
That's gon' be the reason that lil' n***a die (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Yeah, I'm pullin' cards, lil' Sy need to get inside a car
Red dot, no, he ain't gettin' far (Grrah, grrah)
On court, Troopers always ballin' hard (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
[Outro]
Fuck? Stop playin' with me, bro, word to my dead, n***a
You's a little-ass boy, word to bro, n***a
We're talk of the streets, don't believe all them facades, don't believe all them gimmicks
N***as be lil' kids, one drills
I took n***as on they first drillings, bro
And n***as be broke, word to bro, take that fuckin' vest off, dirty
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
[Verse]
Boogie got lined by a thot (N***a)
Mellz went out for some box (Grrah, grrah, boom)
How many Brownsville n***as got shot?
They losin' and that is one thing that we not
Run down, Blizzy movin' like an opp (Why he movin' like that?)
Any funny move and we makin' him drop (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Don't run, 6ix put the beam on his top (Grrah, grrah, boom)
That's what's gonna happen, don't come through this block, like (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Troopers takin' over
Savv movin' like Dellavedova
When Jeff got shot, he thought it was over (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, I know he remember that coma
Don't compare us to none of these n***as, they just all talk, they just wanna rap
We lookin' for SySy, don't lack
They spit on your mother and you ain't gеt back (Who that boy?)
He don't got no money, at this point, it's not evеn funny
Got your ass beat and took it on the bunny (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Ain't get you no vid 'cause that n***a bummy
He don't even know his sister used to love me
He got me upset, shot nine vids in the same vest
N***a really popped, go and chase a check
Always on my dick, n***a, give it a rest
We the talk of the streets (N***a)
On Blake walkin' with the heat (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
We don't need a car, we could go on feet (Grrah, grrah, boom)
They just butthurt 'cause we smokin' Dee (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
If you got a problem, n***a, we could meet (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Lil' Sy is a joke and he shot a vid in Sha Stackzz coat (N***a)
Everybody know that lil' n***a broke (Grrah, grrah)
If he the face of Bamaz, they don't got no hope (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
All he do is lie
And he barely even come outside, let alone try to get inside a ride
Now he talkin' crazy, he got too much pride (Grrah, grrah)
That's gon' be the reason that lil' n***a die (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Yeah, I'm pullin' cards, lil' Sy need to get inside a car
Red dot, no, he ain't gettin' far (Grrah, grrah)
On court, Troopers always ballin' hard (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
[Outro]
Fuck? Stop playin' with me, bro, word to my dead, n***a
You's a little-ass boy, word to bro, n***a
We're talk of the streets, don't believe all them facades, don't believe all them gimmicks
N***as be lil' kids, one drills
I took n***as on they first drillings, bro
And n***as be broke, word to bro, take that fuckin' vest off, dirty
Grrah, grrah