Testo Talk That Shit

(Verse)
From nothing to something
Pour war was a classic
Streets is talking I set the city down on ratchets
Critic myself try anything just to match it
Back on top, shit I ain't worried about you bastards
Call gets to click his load , see where we at
Studio garage is a thing in the past Remember big D used to say your time coming
I walk the mile, not the game shit I run it
Back to back range rovers me and big D
I put that on my mama shit we fucked up the street
Life for a life best believe this shit be
A hundred nigga strong ye the squad road D
Remember we in Vegas blew 80 to the face
Niggas wasn't mad, we was happy 'cause we ate
Came another soul ever ever take your place
The general salute, Big D the great

(Hook)
Let me talk that shit
Just let me talk that shit
Let me talk that shit Just let me talk that shit

(Verse)
So called beef but you know who
Bustin with that you know what
The feds is watching nigga who know what
You's a motherfucking snitch man you froze up
It's black and white I don't trust your life
You was more like my brother , your mama like my mama
Mill sell watch it, the whole time we plotin
The whole time we wild all up, burn the tires all up
Got a job with the police he hide all up
Spit a loogie on my heart never thought it was you
I bring you in what the fuck I'm to do
The whole crew like kill 'em , nigga I can't let you walk
You got the homies 20 years I can't let you talk
I don't give a fuck who you with, the dirty ass kids
The top will go bang, your head got a price
You took one homie you a sacrificed life
When niggers do wrong ask God to make it right

(Hook)
Let me talk that shit
Just let me talk that shit
Let me talk that shit
Just let me talk that shit

(Verse)
I swear to God bitch, your loyalty is fucked up
Fuck on whoever to buy you a new truck
Thought you had my back , throught you was my love
Hanging with them bitches turned down in the club
I never knew this, keys to fuck a niggas for change
It's pretty strange turned out by lames
In the car rottin, setting niggas up
Thinking life a game till the games catch up
Till these days co aside with your past
I heard you doin good, got a regular job now
Stay back in the hood, thinking shit all sweet
Remember J and Lil B, got some money on your face
Cost you walking down the street
Should've stabbed but you a fail ass bitch
I can't help you
You a dead bitch now with kids who gonna help you
All I wanted was your loyalty had your back on the real
4 Maestro plates, rims ,damn

(Hook)
Let me talk that shit
Just let me talk that shit
Let me talk that shit
Just let me talk that shit