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dj paul - talk yo ass off (remix) lyrics

[hook/samples]
talk yo ass off

now watch that sh+t talkin’ be put to an end trick
talkin’ on yo tapes, it seem you got some animosity

(and now, the skinny n+gga)

[verse 1: kingpin skinny pimp]
n+ggas claim they robbin’, motherf+cker where yo evidence?
i can’t even tell you comin’ clean, takin’ petty sh+t
stickin’ up mcdonalds, what the f+ck you get, some burgers?
busta ass n+gga never shot or f+ckin’ murdered
i’m kickin’ in the door, i’m makin’ lemons hit the floor for keys
then i might kidnap the trick if i think he got some mo’e g’s
put him in da backseat, barrel pointed to his face
i’m knowin’ this n+gga snitchin’ so i increase the f+ckin’ murder rate
then i hit the bong to make indo chicken chokin’, thinkin’ of a plot
then i grip the bl++dy body to a motherf+ckin’ muddy spot
tie ’em to my bumper, drug ’em, f+ck ’em
i don’t love ’em, dump ’em, slump ’em
start back bumpin’ willie, really doe hoe, we leave ’em funky
run yo mouth, talk that sh+t m+11 2+11
on you tricks, 1+8+7 so legit, f+ckin’ hit
monkey ass n+ggas on bananas like to slip a lot
put ’em in a hoe spot, take me to the stash pot
trick
[hook/samples]
talk yo ass off

now watch that sh+t talkin’ be put to an end trick
talkin’ on yo tapes, it seem you got some animosity

[bridge]
yo what’s up now partner? +gun shots+

(and now, the k!lla man)

[verse 2: dj paul]
keep runnin’ yo mouth, n+gga let’s see what’ll happen
don’t talk sh+t while you be rappin’
just prove it with the scr+ppin’
and if you wondering how the k!lla man k!ll a man
come in his face and watch that 4+5 glock
blow yo ass to outer sp+ce
b+tch i don’t f+ck around but n+gga you don’t hear me though
i clown like bozo with a chrome 44
44 n+ggas in my crew say they will k!ll ya slow
another 85 say they get rid of yo ass fast with slugs
so i set yo ass up for a mean ass murder stroll
send a freak to f+ck you with a bomb in her p+ssy hole
it’s so easy for the triple 6 to take you out
you think you know what we about
but you don’t know what we about
and to all ya n+ggas that’s thinkin’ that we smokin’ junts outta the ghetto, we gotta be cool
i’ll stick ya like the real devil that i am, and stab you in yo back
f+zzz+ool
so smooth, huntin’ down a female cannibal king
demons in my soul, exorcist my thoughts
murder in my dreams
[hook/samples]
talk yo ass off

now watch that sh+t talkin’ be put to an end trick
talkin’ on yo tapes, it seem you got some animosity

pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends

- dj paul lyrics

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