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rodney g - talkin shit lyrics

[verse 1: rodney g]
talk to me
keep it raw with me
aw sh-t my promises all missing
and you mad you probably need malt liquor
i ain’t run just had to recline with it
don’t answer for you cause b-tch this is my business
so keep out, these b-tches is all snitching
i reached out but still ain’t got no digits
you gone pay me or imma get life sentence
i been patient too long it’s time to act
and then i’m taking it home it’s my bat
if you don’t f-ck with me b-tch, then get lapped
or catch a smack that’s harder than smacking jacks
my ex called, i never answer for whack cause like packed rats
i carried you on my back up
so back up, i’m ready in mode attack huh
you old food, i’m getting rid of this plaque hun

yea f-ck all you b-tches
f-ck you hoes
i don’t need one

[verse 2: rodney g]
what you sad for?
guess hating contagious you getting mad hoe?
you feeling it’s sweet but i’m an -sshole
i’m balling mcgrady ain’t in my cl-ss hoe
you copy your image, i’m a pic-sso
you sucka these n-gg-s, that’s what i’m not on
get ignorant with you, tried to be nice though
let’s focus this mental back to my cash flow
hungry and eating out of my bag, no way
then you get naked all on the gram, whoa hey
turn on the radio that’s my sound, press play
d-mn i been working ain’t slowing down jose
now that i’m paid my daughter straight, hooray
b-tches ignore me, i try to meet em halfway
rubies all on me i guess this is a tuesday
and now you wanna holla because this n-gg- getting paid

[verse 3: tragedy]
look, i didn’t forget
remember all the times i reached out to them and they wasn’t giving a sh-t
now look at me i’m going straight to the top
i’m k!lling sh-t, belligerent and now they wish they would’ve f-cked with me then
f-ck nino
f-ck kevin
f-ck malo
f-ck nina
f-ck chelsea
f-ck rikki
f-ck robb
f-ck rylan
f-ck rashon
f-ck joan
f-ck steve banks
f-ck em all, i don’t need em (it’s tragedy)
sh-t (god d-mn)
i’m back on my bullsh-t
i got em like “aw sh-t”
can’t f-ck with a broke b-tch
that credit card fraud sh-t
i think that i lost it
tell me what the cost is
i’ll buy it then toss it
they’re making me nauseous
give a f-ck about a hoe because i know that she be selling it
i don’t really give a f-ck so you can say i’m celibate
broke up with my ex cause she was average now let’s celebrate
now she’s h-lla jealous cause she see a n-gg- living great
if you a n-gg- and your first name’s shannon imma just beat your -ss so bad you’ll wake up like what happened
and that’s my old p.o
get hit with a k.o
f-ck him and his wife too
she just wanna deep throat my d-ck
and let’s be honest b-tch you only want me for my profit
i bet that’s why you got with shannon hoe you need to stop it
that p-ssy weaker than your husband, imma sn-tch his pockets
and if his son wanna pull up i’ll hit him with a chopstick
he’ll probably hear this and report it cause he on some cop sh-t
shannon will probably do it too cause he a bop so f-ck it
and your wife got h-lla mileage call that b-tch a c-ckpit
i can’t believe this p-ssy n-gg- had the nerve to say that he was a better father figure than my dad ever was
i should’ve beat your f-cking -ss when we was in that office
and just deal with the consequences later on some boss sh-t
and mom you weak as f-ck for letting him just say that bullsh-t
weak as f-ck
i didn’t forget

- rodney g lyrics

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