Correction Paroles Talk That sh*t (Intro) par Fukkit

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Royce Charms

I tell a f**k n***a get it, if he really want problems, well I could solve 'em
b*t*h, I gotta hit speed dial, run the money like I'm Babe Ruth, n***a
Bang money like the Bang Bros, f**k a n***a if he ain't with it
Come and get it, b*t*h, you guessed it
Yes, I be all in my flex sh*t
Yes, I be calling my next b*t*h
Yes, she be dropping that neck, sh*t
Man, I got news for a n***a
If it ain't about the money then you ain't much bigger
f**k n***a, yeah, my b*t*h say f**k n***as
But then I got a b*t*h stripped down like Tootsies
What she gon' do? She gon' f**k my n***a, yeah
Stump, my n***a, yes, I'm in the [?] with the MAC
And the f**king strap, hit it from the back
While I'm still in my black hoodie, still pop sticks
And my main b*t*h love me, b*t*h, I got singles
six angles, drop
b*t*h, I got a burner for the block when the [?] stock dropping
I gotta hit the shot like pop in the drop-top
Stop when the cops pop-pop
Man, I be smoking in public
b*t*h, I hit n***as in public, but why hit a n***a for nothing?
And I'm still geeking on sh*t like, my n***a, it's nothing
And, my n***a, it's nothing, f**k 'em

All I do is talk that sh*t and b*t*h, I'm still the sh*t (All I do is smoke)
All I do is talk that sh*t and b*t*h (And pop), I'm still the sh*t (b*t*h, pu**y)
All I do is talk that sh*t, b*t*h, I'm still the sh*t (f**king [?] pu**y n***a)
All I do is talk that sh*t (Ayy, f**k n***a), b*t*h, I'm still the sh*t
All I do is talk that sh*t and b*t*h, I'm still the sh*t (All I do is smoke)
All I do is talk that sh*t and b*t*h (And pop), I'm still the sh*t (b*t*h, pu**y)
All I do is talk that sh*t, b*t*h, I'm still the sh*t (f**king [?] pu**y n***a)
All I do is talk that sh*t (Ayy), b*t*h (Ayy), I'm still the sh*t (Ayy)

So I'm gassed like sh*t, b*t*h, I'm the sh*t
With no clique at my hip so I'm steady doing numbers
Man, where my funds go? Damn, [?] f**king penny on me
Even though I'm worried 'bout numbers
Sicking and sipping, I think about murder with my money and [?]
And mothaf**kas that be talking [?]
So I cleaned like the [?], [?]
in the back, b*t*h
Now a n***a too turnt
f**k with my sh*t, it gon' make you berserk
b*t*h, I'm that sc*mbag, n***a, when the pump gon' drop?
Like I'm bagging my money and funds that I got
b*t*h, peep this sh*t
You ain't never seen a n***a this sinful
Bullets to the temple, flowing with the [?]
Pop it like pistols, but I'm based so I throat when I need throat
Gs called, [?]

And a mink, hoe
And I'm doing this sh*t when the beat switch up, real quick
Lotta f**k n***as wanna switch up real quick, go and get 'er
And now you talking 'bout, you talking 'bout a mof**king limit
f**k all yo' sh*t, b*t*h
I'ma do my mof**king sh*t with a package
Tell the b*t*h grab on my package, I'm out in my [?]
b*t*h, I'm out, relax, b*t*h
Strapped on my sh*t but I never gets lips so my, ayy
She wanna talk about a mof**king number
Hit my mof**king number, that, ayy, send the
That stick for the back, b*t*h
f**k n***a
Tell 'em, ayy, f**k 'em, n***a, f**k 'em

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