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Cali Agents - Talking Smack lyrics
[Verse 1 - Rasco] Ah,ah,ah,ha,ha,ah,yes son, you are now rockin with the best straight from the west gunnin for the chest Ey yo we gets tracks crackillin c to the a 1,the grand imperial son fuck where you from, from the golden exactly how much money is you holdin is it yours?can you make everybody on the floor keep movin only runnin with the proven what we like,never fuck with weak types it's been two years now it's time for me and Planet As(Asia) to kick rhymes never showin the signs never gettin too old for this,sometimes we too cold for this they light up then they roll to this just bring me a fifth of the yak give me a pad and a pen and then load the track and step back you know i'm still talkin the smack for the lack of a better word, your style's for the birds we eat 'em up and spit 'em out the type of niggas that you see in the show go home and straight up forget about I'm never turning my back on those just because he got doe and like sixteen hoe's I like myne's sixteen bars bangin heavy and hard I wip his ass in his own front yard sometimes i fold their card and then shuffle the deck you fools better show some god-damn respect I drop line for line and ain't never came weak these cats get deals and now they're too big to speak the pipe's still springin the leak but I can close that up,shut it off and have that shit backed up it's the c to the a,you know how we do you lookin for us?bring your whole damn crew Chorus x2 We can go line for line and track for track we be keepin it underground and never came wack you know we still talkin the smack it's the c to the a you get your wig pushed back - |
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