Gangsta Talk

[Intro: Lil Witness]
Yeah
Now you see I see
Show often times
Nowadays
These punk boys, rapping with these make believe songs and
Even worse they try to portray that image
Like they really bout that
And with that (yeah)
But it's like this
I don't push my hand on nobody
But you push it on yourself and you will learn a lesson
I promise indeed you feel that, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Witness]
I'mma start it off oh so crucial
Play with me and that end yo future
From a city where peelers and dealers are everywhere I got no time to confuse ya
With the duck fake on
Take it as a game
Get duct tape bond
Thought he was lame till he up that charge
Knock him out the frame when the buck deploys
So you know I need to see
Deep in the belly of the beast
Playa we rally up for the feast
Quietly settling up on the creep
Now the vendetta stuck at yo weep
Doing whatever to settle the beef
Fellas be barking and bumping all kind of discussion enough of them don't want the D
Homie what's key
Step on that scene
Out of his element yapping bout me
Better believe he gon receive
Repercussion of the sickest of greeds
W-I-T
Not at all sparking though
Literally me don't want no-one
But it is true
You live with the fam
Loon, who thought it better wetter but I squad for show
Pop your dome
Stop your moan
You should have never have got me gone
Hopped the phone
Your ass should know
The motions of an unbalanced soul
As you know
Win the animosity of a problem of mine
I cannot be held accountable for the illogical activity you will find

[Hook: Lil Witness & C-Mob]
Oh so you's a problem
Someone new I'm supposed to fret
I say you and yo partners ain't nothing but some hoes I bet
Cool it with yo gangsta talk (x4)
Popping bout some llamas
Sub-machines, AKs and TEC's
I say you and yo partners will never stand up to a vet
Cool it with yo gangsta talk (x4)
Gangsta talk

[Verse 2: Smoke]
Yeah been a veteran
Never doing it
Whatever gotta get em and then we'll put em back in the past
If everybody wanna be the hood, then to get up with the good
Better get with the realer literally
Sit back and watch skins I know that you bluffing
Now that they talking ain't done about nothing
Homie get to running go ahead we coming
It's over and it's done with
I could be the one up in the mind of a killer and never to be the one to get about no action
You wanna get cracking
We can get to cracking going and tell em what's happening
Never did do a [fine?]
Then come and take a ride
To the M-tire wither
I'm affiliated
You don't wanna take it there
[Strat?] and I will demonstrate it
You don't wanna end up in the ground way deep with a little bit of beef you shouldn't start it
I gotta be real, I ain't with that gang shit
But hey bitch I'll spark it
When it do what it do
But when it coming to you we never did get death to check it
Don't be with them boys
The waiver you say that you rolling with ain't no protectives
So we've been careful for dishonor
Is you gonna be there with yo pistol up on you and ready to roll with yo partners? (I hope so)
Coming deep into the mind now
Deep into the eye
You're luck to be alive
We're playing them games
I've cocking it back and I'm pulling my trigger
I'm ready to spray

[Hook: Lil Witness & C-Mob]
Oh so you's a problem
Someone new I'm supposed to fret
I say you and yo partners ain't nothing but some hoes I bet
Cool it with yo gangsta talk (x4)
Popping bout some llamas
Sub-machines, AKs and TEC's
I say you and yo partners will never stand up to a vet
Cool it with yo gangsta talk (x4)
Gangsta talk

[Verse 3: C-Mob]
Yes they were problem
I'm wondering why you are coming up talking up outta the side of your neck
I'm about to teach ya to have the proper mannerisms and respect
I'm about to bruise ya
Maybe let lullabies of Lucifer come and sooth ya
You're not even under the six bunch of popping your lip put this shit up on Hoover
You loser
Don't perp that flag
I'mma put ya in a burlap bag
My folks are ready for action and asking if they can go merk that fag
I'mma teach you to come correct
Need to quit talking bout guns and TEC's
Everyone know that the one who keeps yapping bout guns is the one who just runs and frets
Come to flex
And I guarantee I'll indefinitely leave you knowledgable about coming correct
I holler "ah how did it go" when you're fucking with me I get outta control
Say that you'll make my brains splatter
Homie nothing you say matters
Quit popping your lip
Grab the banana clip and then let the AK chatter
I be leaving you laid tattered
Make your families day sadder
Don't talk it if you're not about it you might end up losing your brain matter
I don't look for trouble, but I know what to do if it should find me
And I'm ready for action whether or not anybody's behind me

[Hook: Lil Witness & C-Mob]
Oh so you's a problem
Someone new I'm supposed to fret
I say you and yo partners ain't nothing but some hoes I bet
Cool it with yo gangsta talk (x4)
Popping bout some llamas
Sub-machines, AKs and TEC's
I say you and yo partners will never stand up to a vet
Cool it with yo gangsta talk (x4)
Gangsta talk