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talibando - what you telling me lyrics

[intro: veeze]
brothers only gang, wavy gang
brooks in this b+tch with me, n+gga, what the f+ck, n+gga?

[verse 1: talibando & veeze]
so you don’t got it all, that’s what you tellin’ me? (that’s what you tellin’ me?)
man, what’s that price on that sh+t that you sellin’ me? (alright, hold on, hold on, hold on)
cut the p+ssy n+ggas switched up on me, them boys dead to me (f+ck ’em)
fingerf+ck the chopper, make it sing like it got melodies (bah, bah, bah, bah)
young n+gga, i’m really big unc’, so show respect to me
i can never let you lil’ n+ggas get the best of me
i can never let none of you n+ggas get the recipe (never)
i’ll turn your half to a whole for a chefin’ fee (skrrt, skrrt)
[verse 2: veeze]
we ain’t leavin’ none of this sh+t soft, whip everything (cookin’ it)
i’ma come through with the cutter, i’ma shred the beef (i’ma brrr)
two chops, we gucci, beams red and green (you know that)
i’m goin’ jewelry shoppin’, but ain’t for no wedding rings (hah)
so you ain’t got it on you what you tellin’ me? (what you tellin’ me?)
we got these b+tches poppin’ percs like it’s her medicine (what?)
f+ckin’ her and her friend if they lettin’ me (uh+huh)
tony poured up some sh+t dark like pepsi (syrup)

[verse 3: talibando & veeze]
i’ma bust your lane open if you let me (for real)
my n+ggas say they bought ’em all up, they for seventy (for real)
this b+tch see how i’m livin’, now she wanna marry me (what?)
i’m ridin’ with too many guns, she say she scared of me (she scared)
the opps be hidin’ anyway, i think they scared to beef (i think they scared)
ayy, you be talkin’ to them people, you the feds to me (what?)
i’m paranoid, i up the pistol if you stare at me (bah, bah)
and i won’t let the beef be over ’til it’s rest in peace

[verse 4: veeze]
i up the chopper on a n+gga think he playin’ with me
you know the navy ain’t gon’ let you put a hand on me
i ain’t beefin’ with no snitches, you might tell on me
got the feds takin’ pictures, b+tches starin’ at me
i’m paranoid, i thought i heard the van brake (d+mn)
this baby ar’ll make a van shake
7 mile n+gga, you can tell by my handshake
sh+tty got depressed tryna see how much the tan take
[outro: veeze]
what up, sh+tty?
what the f+ck up, my n+gga dot?

- talibando lyrics

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