Stop talkin (prod. eazy x 730hahah)

{Intro - Will Smith & Chris Rock and wowz}
(Keep my wife's name out your fucking MOUTH)
*crowd suspense*
(Wow dude)
(Yeah)
(It was a ‘G.I. Jane’ joke)
(Keep my WIFE'S NAME, out your FUCKING MOUTH!)

{Coughing Sound]
Huh, uh huh, uh
Nigga I'm really sick in the stu'
Uh huh, uh uh
And I'm makin' tough ass music, like what?

[Verse 1:]
Hop in the truck, you know that I'm hangin' with felons
Yeah, nigga is you from like first grade, nigga why is you tellin'? (tellin)
[?] got jokes, yeah, the nigga really think he jellin'
Big body feelin' like $not lil' nigga, yeah, I'm finna go tell em' (finna go tell em')
Uh, he sittin' at the light that shit is green (green)
I'm waiting out til' that shit turn red, bitch imma let out the beam, uh
Bitch imma let out the drac', it gon' scream (huh)
A whole bullet finna his chest lil' nigga, yеah, gon' shatter his dreams (No more drеams for him)

{Verse 2:]
Mixin' the wock' with the perc, I feel funny (funny)
Sittin' on the side of road lil' nigga, yeah, you is a bummy
Yeah, white ass nigga he talkin' bout' gettin' a tan, It's not really sunny
And these broke niggas can't even talk to me cuz' he ain' got no green, he got no money (ahh), (Fake ass)
Fake ass niggas they talk
I'm just sippin' on wock' (that wock')
They asked me if I keep that shit tucked I said I got my Glock (uh huh)
Woah, Rino said he be flyin' with the birds, yeah, that nigga really a hawk (Brrrr)
And I'm ridin' round' town in that double R truck, nigga you know I always got my chop (mhm)
Me and my niggas on go, fucked on yo' bitch she a ho' (ho')
I just left the sto' I got my act' now I'm finna float (yuh)
Yo ho' fucked me so good, I hit from the back then I switched to her throat
Cause she is a goat, (And she a thot)
And she a ho', the tris' and the act' got me on slow mode
And if you ain' flyin' with the birds, lil' nigga, you is just breakin' the code
And if you ain' flyin' with the birds, lil' nigga, you just breakin' the code

[Music Fades]