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talkin bout - philthy rich lyrics

[verse 1: icewear vezzo]
load up that ak, turn a beef to a mayday
we gon’ shoot the club til they vacay
[?] my day day
from detroit where we [?]
i hate haters and hate jakes
gotta mo the lawn, ’cause i hate snakes
outa town on a vacay
from the eastside of the great lakes
n*ggas call for a couple [?]
hook it up like [?]
got cookie money like i’m in the bay
got a cookie plug, man, i’m in the bay
shout out to philthy, we filthy paid
get a n*gga gone if he in the way
b*tch, i always had a master plan
got a masterpiece, where the camera man?
finna make a movie, gotta bring the tooly
’cause a [?] n*gga get to acting bad
my lil n*ggas gon’ act an ass
’cause round here, better pack a mag
keep a chopper [?]
get to shooting shots, he do the [?] dance

[chorus: peezy]
what the f*ck these n*ggas talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these n*ggas talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these b*tches talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these b*tches talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these n*ggas talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these b*tches talkin ’bout?
if you ain’t talkin ’bout my n*ggas
then it ain’t sh*t to talk about
[verse 2: peezy]
you know i’m [?]
in my cup, it’s a 6 or better
from detroit, it ain’t getting better
[?] n*ggas rocking sticks with leathers
shout out philthy and cookie money
in the trentches, selling cookie onions
might slap a n*gga just for looking funny
got [?] we cooking something
these n*ggas, they a different breed
oakland n*ggas, they be getting cheese
when we link up, it’s a motion picture
tell the directer [?] screen
in my hood, it ain’t sh*t but g’s
and my weed, ain’t no sticks and seeds
[?]
but this is lean, i don’t f*ck with tea
n*ggas act like i changed or something
tell the truth, i did
i feel like [?] when it come to these hating ass n*ggas, ’cause they don’t know who i’m is
team east, you know what crew i’m in
got it tatted on my f*cking skin
you ain’t rocking with me, n*gga, keep it moving
ghetto boys, the f*cking movement
n*gga
[chorus: peezy]
what the f*ck these n*ggas talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these n*ggas talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these b*tches talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these b*tches talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these n*ggas talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these b*tches talkin ’bout?
if you ain’t talkin ’bout my n*ggas
then it ain’t sh*t to talk about

[verse 3: philthy rich]
they say they wanna see my pink slip, what type of question is that?
after i show you my pink slip, you gon’ be questioning that
look i used to wear [?], now a days i coule care less
half a million in cars, tryna duck the i.r.s
the streets ain’t got no pationts, keep waiting on a n*gga
you ain’t doing sh*t, they ain’t talkin, keep ating on me, n*gga
yeah it’s syrup in my styrophome, half the time i’m never home
all gold yacht master to a different time zone
green dots for my n*ggas locked behind bars
cash out for everything, i never slid cards
these n*ggas know more about me than i know about me
they be coming up ith sh*t that i ain’t know about me
it’s a hommy on every pistol i own, n*gga
i sware to god [?] every b*tch that i know, n*gga
these n*ggas broke and on dope, locked up and shot up
we do the shooting, we ain’t the ones getting shot up
it’s philthy!
[chorus: peezy]
what the f*ck these n*ggas talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these n*ggas talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these b*tches talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these b*tches talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these n*ggas talkin ’bout?
what the f*ck these b*tches talkin ’bout?
if you ain’t talkin ’bout my n*ggas
then it ain’t sh*t to talk about

- philthy rich lyrics

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