Talk Big Shit lyrics ( Mac Dre )
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Artist : Mac Dre Song : Talk Big Shit
[Mac Dre]
Is it Sleep
Dank?
Cutthoat Committee
Real shitty,
nothing pretty
Is it Sleep Dank?
[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
I'm in a tight seven
tre
Four fifty four, four door, mob shot
Chevrolet
Got four fifteen, Lanzars
Hitting so damn hard that I'm setting off
alarms
Got a fat backwood, car tacked
out
Fat four four that'll blow a niggas
back out
Squatted real low, dank wood
killing me
AC chilling me, but yall ain't
feeling me
A Cutthoat pimp, tripping and
flashing
Dipping and dashing, I'm sick when
I'm smashing
M-A-C, Dre bitch
Pay
bitch if you really want to stay bitch
[Verse 2: Dubee]
I bring fire, retire
(?) wannabe killas
Can't fuck with, now who
you be, I be that nigga
Steady ready to
snatch it ticket wicked with a fashion
Tough as Tinactin, that bend tricks with a
fastness
Dipping and dashing, four door
Chevy smashing
Representing that raw shit,
to your jaw shit
We be flawless, putting
paper over all this
But yall just, niggas
up in the way up on some garbage
That
jargon, that make a nigga empty every
cartridge
Walking target, make you park it
where you start it
I'm hocking a loogie,
its Dubee, I'm telling you
PSD, Sleep and
Dre and this nigga bout revenue
[Chorus]
TALK BIG SHIT
Big
shit talking niggas is off in the building
TALK BIG SHIT
Exo, cognac, privilege
hennesey spilling, we living
TALK BIG
SHIT
All on a hoe, yall ought to know
TALK BIG SHIT
At the mall or the store,
your broad spending doe
[Verse 3:
PSD]
See basically hoe, we hyper spaced
out
Play for the doe but stop hating me
hoe
Squat up on a one tre zero zero Honda
model
No helmet on riding one time
Shining and glistening, hoes e
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