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aero ross - talk lyrics

[verse]
lot of n-gga talk, don’t wanna get paid
can’t see these n-gga with all black shades
couldn’t make it to the funeral, sorry i’m late
f-ck with me my n-gga i’mma choose your fate
b-tch n-gga on the corner they like to instigate
i’m not the type of n-gga you would want to infuriate
these n-ggas they think i’m something to tool wit’
beat you to the white meat, look like cool whip
now, orthodox get beat in the box
n-ggas jumping to this beat, sit down, criss cross
applesauce, get lost, make you lose your mind
n-gga ain’t nothing dental, make you lose your floss
another legend died, it sound strange don’t it
look like scarface, watch me al capone-it
when i rap this sh-t, feel like i own it
when you get the crown, seem like everybody want it
2k on the ps4
if i was president, i would v-e-to
all the hating, stop waiting, being patient, what you doing?
i can’t even lay up like p. ewing
i spit real sh-t in my notepad
i wanna get more money than my dad had
when you say sh-t, these n-ggas can’t clap back
i was born rapping, motherf-cker that’s a fun fact
when a n-gga get money they wanna start dissing
don’t say dumb sh-t if n0body gonna listen
my grandma future restaurant in her kitchen
try a make the future true, godd-mn i’m wishing
n-ggas stay connected to the plug like wi-fi
all that sh-t just sound like sci-fi
talk is cheap, motherf-cker just do it
i figured my talent then i started to use it
now i got a job, waiting to get paid
then make 80 more the next day
i’m trying to get it the best way
running the game like kunta kinte
my little brother got a piggy bank
my sister start running, f-ck the godd-mn rank
speeding past n-ggas, ten gallons in the tank
n-ggas talk sh-t, man is start to stank
lot of n-ggas talk, don’t wanna get paid
thank you ma’am, just bought the blue suade
n-ggas selling samples they trying persuade
got a n-gga balling ever since the first grade
my n-gga died watch the purple rain fade
give me two 12’s and all of ’em glazed
n-gga working hard 365 days
pop n-ggas thinking they hard
leave your stone and name in the graveyard
watch me blaze her like damian lillard
we family just like toni and tamar
listen close ’bout to k!ll this sh-t
haters don’t bother me not one bit
n-gga in the bed and she give me head
when we start getting freaky she pull out both t-ts
oh sh-t, sh-t going too far
i don’t play golf but i’m going for the par
i’m the n-gga bring apple juice to the bar
i just wanna get known, i ain’t trynna be a star
if you know me i don’t play around
i’m the one who run t town
level 2 n-gga you can’t f-ck with me now
get you so hard make you wanna turn senile
n-ggas hands touch, hands down
f-ggot with his pants down
bands up, i’m down, look left right now
get hype right now, better write this sh-t down
these rappers i should k!ll in the lost and found
when you battle me n-gga better stand your ground
get checked out in the lounge
better bounce, i’mma pounce
we announce the aroused
we arrived , we alive all you n-ggas dead to us
if you don’t know already, let me send you the message
after this n-gga you should be scared of us
gone

- aero ross lyrics

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