"Talk About It" lyrics
When it get bold, still with the shit
Halfway gone blown, flicking with the blick
All that fast rap shit made they ass forget
Really insane big things out the whip
At eleven, gave a fuck and wasn't feeling it
Thirteen, you don't know what I was dealing with
Sixteen, getting jumped by a million Crips
Now they at my shows telling me this shit is lit
Bloods in the front yard with the weight bench (Ugh)
Three-fifteen, wife beater stay drenched (Ugh)
Try to duck the Babylon 'cause they be whooping niggas
You tried to wait, come out at night, but they be shootin' niggas
Gang land, turf wars nigga, talk about it (Talk about it)
Talkin' nigga, see if he gon' walk up out here (Walk up out here)
Take it to the blade then get a nod up out it (Nod up out it)
Look at all the guap a nigga got up out it (Sick, ayy)
Put 'em in the ground, found on a noose
Trip when the siren sound, now it's time to move
Blood hit the fifth gear, be without a dude
Facts, we ain't even trippin' we just tryna be
[?]
But you niggas won't do
Do, do, do, do, do, do
Let us talk about it
Eighteen in Tijuana, what you talkin' 'bout?
Hell of success, niggas slept, ain't no walkin' out
Ain't no telling what's gon' happen when you on the way
To the stage, tryna make it back out through the gate
At the time I gave a fuck about I die or live
You could smell the danger in the wind, this shit is triggered (Real)
Lil' niggas fifteen on a pull-up bike (Blood)
Them the ones gon' have you singin' a lullaby
Nighttime, they yell out Brainsick when they hittin' fools (Brainsick!)
Don't get it twisted, all my ése homies with it too
Them Filipinos' and Samoans' tell me keep it bumpin' (Whoop)
Put the SD on my chest and I'ma keep on dumping (Pow)
On the gang they want no fades, them niggas brought a pistol (Pow)
Army surplus in the night, my trigger's on a missile (Pow)
Homies ask me what you doing Blood? You old as fuck
Until they take it from me best believe I'm showing up (Brain nigga)
Put 'em in the ground, found on a noose
Trip when the siren sound, now it's time to move
Blood hit the fifth gear, be without a dude
Facts, we ain't even trippin' we just tryna be
[?]
But you niggas won't do
Do, do, do, do, do, do
Let us talk about it
Alright, here, take this before you leave homie
It's wicked out here nigga. You feel me? Straight up
Let us talk about it
Ayy, ayy, make sure you come back too though nigga
I don't wanna have to come find ya, you know what I mean?
Let us talk about it
Halfway gone blown, flicking with the blick
All that fast rap shit made they ass forget
Really insane big things out the whip
At eleven, gave a fuck and wasn't feeling it
Thirteen, you don't know what I was dealing with
Sixteen, getting jumped by a million Crips
Now they at my shows telling me this shit is lit
Bloods in the front yard with the weight bench (Ugh)
Three-fifteen, wife beater stay drenched (Ugh)
Try to duck the Babylon 'cause they be whooping niggas
You tried to wait, come out at night, but they be shootin' niggas
Gang land, turf wars nigga, talk about it (Talk about it)
Talkin' nigga, see if he gon' walk up out here (Walk up out here)
Take it to the blade then get a nod up out it (Nod up out it)
Look at all the guap a nigga got up out it (Sick, ayy)
Put 'em in the ground, found on a noose
Trip when the siren sound, now it's time to move
Blood hit the fifth gear, be without a dude
Facts, we ain't even trippin' we just tryna be
[?]
But you niggas won't do
Do, do, do, do, do, do
Let us talk about it
Eighteen in Tijuana, what you talkin' 'bout?
Hell of success, niggas slept, ain't no walkin' out
Ain't no telling what's gon' happen when you on the way
To the stage, tryna make it back out through the gate
At the time I gave a fuck about I die or live
You could smell the danger in the wind, this shit is triggered (Real)
Lil' niggas fifteen on a pull-up bike (Blood)
Them the ones gon' have you singin' a lullaby
Nighttime, they yell out Brainsick when they hittin' fools (Brainsick!)
Don't get it twisted, all my ése homies with it too
Them Filipinos' and Samoans' tell me keep it bumpin' (Whoop)
Put the SD on my chest and I'ma keep on dumping (Pow)
On the gang they want no fades, them niggas brought a pistol (Pow)
Army surplus in the night, my trigger's on a missile (Pow)
Homies ask me what you doing Blood? You old as fuck
Until they take it from me best believe I'm showing up (Brain nigga)
Put 'em in the ground, found on a noose
Trip when the siren sound, now it's time to move
Blood hit the fifth gear, be without a dude
Facts, we ain't even trippin' we just tryna be
[?]
But you niggas won't do
Do, do, do, do, do, do
Let us talk about it
Alright, here, take this before you leave homie
It's wicked out here nigga. You feel me? Straight up
Let us talk about it
Ayy, ayy, make sure you come back too though nigga
I don't wanna have to come find ya, you know what I mean?
Let us talk about it
