Ghetto Talk

[Intro: Ghetto Baby Boom]
Don't worry 'bout it
I'm tellin' you (1800 for you)
I'm tellin' you, yeah (Don't worry 'bout it)

[Verse 1: Ghetto Baby Boom]
Niggas die for tryna be the nigga that they not
Niggas die for tryna play the streets and play the cops
Ghetto Baby certified, bitch, go and ask the block
You ain't got your strap? Don't worry 'bout it, guess you fightin' opps
Only thing gon' be bitin' is these bullets in your jaw
Rule number one, nigga, don't never tell what you saw
Death before dishonor, on my mama, come on now, that's law
Niggas hate the gang, don't worry 'bout it, you see us gettin' off
Broad day, you see me out, you better think about it
Don't give a fuck 'bout who you with, boy, I'm gon' be about it
Know it make these niggas sick when I say, "Free the robbеrs"
Or matter fact, when I say, "Don't worry about it"

[Verse 2: FMB Jocahvelly]
Yop, I say I can make a bitch rich, givе her a [?]
Say I'm 'bout to hit it with some fent', I'ma make more out it
I say a nigga better not throw a stitch, 'cause Will'll blow 'bout it
Say don't make us come and slide on shit, that's how we go 'bout it
You ain't gon' really slide on shit, you a ho probably
Hit a nigga bitch, she in her [?], she want some more mileage
Say it, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch just wanna fuck me
I'm 'bout to send this bitch that way, come take a trip right down to the country

[Verse 3: Ghetto Baby Boom]
How you certified? You ain't never show your PSI
How you one of mines? I ain't never seen you went to slide
If it ain't 'bout no money, don't call my phone, I'm on that type of time
They say, "Boom, switch it up, can you talk about somethin' new?"
When I change my life around, when I get a mil' or two
Right now, bitch, I'm thuggin', everything I say, I'm living proof
I see why niggas hate me, they can't do the shit that I do
I see why your bitch like my style, 'cause what I rap, she know it's true

[Interlude: Rio Da Yung OG]
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
Don't worry about it
What up, Joc?
I'm finna use your shit, though, nigga, watch this
Ayy

[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
I say we'll really hop out with them K's, we ain't just makin' music
Baby Ghost'll shoot you in your face, ain't gotta pay to do it
I opened up a Mountain Dew and poured an eight into it
Anybody'll get a gun and shoot somebody, seen a baby do it
SIG Sauer on my hip, the chopper by the port
Six lawyers on my dope case, ain't gotta go to court
My role models was really ballin', they wasn't on the court
Snuck the metal through the detector, I'll blow in court
Dig that nigga body up, I'ma choke his corpse
My house got some crack in it like an open door
Last year, I said this shit was on the floor, but I don't no more
'Cause it really is, we need a stronger floor
I don't wanna buy no cut lean, I need a stronger four
I'm finna stretch this brick out, I need a longer cord
How many pints of Act' have you owned before?
Me and Joc just seen an opp on his block, he ain't at home no more