"Talkin' About It" lyrics

Yeah, yeah, OK

Came in the game as a young'n
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
Niggas popping shit
Always talking 'bout something
See your ass in public
It's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they're just talking 'bout it
They're just talking 'bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it
OK

Uh, it's Weezy Baby like the last shit
A big car and a bad bitch
Uh, I'm so fly I need my ass kicked
These niggas balling by accident
Uh, keep talking, nigga fuck up your body
Send you home and tell your mom it was an accident
Uh, I'm a G 'til the casket
Drop on my glasses
Uh, fast money, I'm the fastest
I got that hustler's passion
You know
Them boys back at the ass-end
I'm at the bank, tryna cash in
OK

Came in the game as a young'n
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
Niggas popping shit
Always talking 'bout something
See your ass in public
It's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they're just talking 'bout it
They're just talking 'bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it
OK

Yeah, there's been a murder
Bitch I make a killing
Insurance papers in the safe
Money in the ceiling
Uh, I got a pillow case full of pistols
Come through a nigga house and aim at the pillows
Uh, yeah—wake up, wake up
Fucking with them boys, you can wake up taped-up
You dig?
Now go on, drink that lake up
Stick 'em in the trunk
And let 'em feel that bass pump
These niggas is nuts
Man, that M14 leave you physically fucked
These niggas is ducks
Well you can call me Scrooge
'Cause I'm swimming in bucks
Bitch

Came in the game as a young'n
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
Niggas popping shit
Always talking 'bout something
See your ass in public
It's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they're just talking 'bout it
They're just talking 'bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it
OK

Yeah, yeah
Too hot, too cold
I'm, I'm
Red hot, blue cold
Yeah
I knock your melon out your fruit bowl
All my guns black, I got true soul
Yeah
And I call my coupe a Black Panther
Blat, blat, blat
That's the gat anthem
And if a nigga play with family, for that matter
I'mma smoke so many niggas I'mma catch cancer
Yeah
And if I step up out this Benzo
You know I'm coming with a gun, like a Nintendo
They're soft
Them niggas falling when the wind blow
And I'm rolling up my window
Fuck 'em

Came in the game as a young'n
Signed with Cash Money
Pocket full of money
Niggas popping shit
Always talking 'bout something
See your ass in public
It's a whole 'nother subject
Man, they're just talking 'bout it
They're just talking 'bout it
And I'm on the streets with it
I'm on the streets with it
See where I come from
You gotta be about it
And if you want it-want it
We come and see about it
OK