"Talkin' Tough" lyrics

Mm, mm
SRT on every Glock, (Thanks Yakree) SRT on every Glock, nigga
SRT on every Glock

Why these niggas talking tough, like I won't get niggas touched
Big bankroll my pockets thurl, she say she done I don't give a fuck
Poured a 4 off in my sprite, double up, double up, double my cup
Buying em' bodies nigga fuck that ice, won't turn out nice if you play with us
Trackstar, made niggas run, ffft, made a nigga leg bend
They tryna' get Dot out the way, whoever they send a dead man
Fuck yo dog I'll say it again, bitch we the ones who hit your mans
Left his hoe ass on the curb, free KShordy tell em' get his mans
We put niggas up, new opp died, felt like a nut
Aw aw got that shit bad, .556 done hit his gut
You know we clean niggas up, left his bitch ass stank as fuck
Old opps want new beef, them niggas just some sitting ducks
Jarvo show me a 20 balled, dirty ass jit you broke as fuck
You ain't been on no drills, almost got killed, the driver fucked us up
Sliding with this hockey stick, tell me who head gon' be the puck
Kenajae sit yo young ass down, I'd hate having to come and fuck you up
Y'all still in y'all mama house, nigga don't go no money put up
That's why when y'all go to jail, you poor ass niggas be in there stuck
Bitch ass nigga gotta take that L, you cuffing that hoe and Greenlight fucked
Cracka must get rebirthed from hell, that bitch ass nigga keep gettin' up
Stood on business, bought them switches, send them bitches to the city
Watch this 50 sang like Whitney, police want me, come and get me
All my opps some fucking bitches, Mookey bitch ass need stitches
Calvin ass got shot up, hoe ass nigga know he better not diss me
I stay sliding through the 6, cap ass nigga ain't on shit
Run down, turned around too late all he could say is "Oh shit!"
Slide up on the opps, move like he puttin' on lotion
I put a opp on breaking news, I'm the one who got your bro hit
Other little boy screaming 22, shut the fuck up you a whole snitch
You admitted to it, remember you told me, we was at practice bitch
How the fuck you smoking Leeke, your soft ass ain't gon' clap shit
I don't even want your bitch, she tryna fuck, that pussy bap ass shit
Petey got hit Curt got on live, Bibby got smashed Foolio ain't slide
Smoke his past 2x whenever we ride, RodK got dropped old VL crying
Niggas don't slide, these niggas be lying
Ask 6 what he did when Teki ass died
Cojack got slapped your bitch ass ran
Kinda hard to believe you gonna pop that fire
We all we got, what you did about Dre
Nigga know we don't miss, smoke Mitch to the face
Mask up riding around through the 6 with a K
If your ass reading this then sorry you late
I ain't going on a date if I can't take Drac
Nigga run up on Dot, get shot in your face
These bullets too hot bake niggas like cake
Free 21, Kai, and free Lil Dre
Free the guys

Nigga free all the guys, nigga free KSpazz, [?] man
Nigga already know how we fucking rocking man
Free Lil Kai, free 21, free Dre man
Free all my niggas fighting them cases, we still smoking these dead ass
Bitch ass niggas and we standing on business nigga
Any nigga can get it nigga, fuck you nigga, fuck your momma, your daddy, your sister, your brother, fuck all the opps nigga
6K, nigga, AV6K, bitch!