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lirik lagu talk to me (freestyle) – 4l5 westside

(turn me up gb)

don’t talk to me when i’m alone in my zone
only let you come over if you giving me dome
i just ran up my checks and i’m popping at shows
just don’t run up on me or yo’ sh*t can get blown
b*tches all up in my business
you cannot hide so run up yo’ fitness
i cannot risk any witness
f*ck what you say i be scaring you sh*t*less

watch how you speaking to me lil’ bro
one text and i’m kicking it with your main hoe
watch who you calling yo’ own lil’ bro
one wrong move and your dope get smoked
robbery, homicide, b*tch if you down to slide
dracos with laser sight, b*tch i don’t wanna fight
proving them wrong ’cause those p*ssies don’t wanna fight
catch me on top of the game i don’t got to try

b*tch i don’t got to try when i’m attacking i go for thе k!ll
f*ck what you talking ’bout i’m all over town with this sh*t and there ain’t gonna bе turning me down
play with the other side, f*ck opposition
yeah it’s murder we talkin about
testing me daily it’s driving me crazy just pull up and fight me or don’t lil’ b*tch
pushing yo’ luck when you sneaking around talking sh*t like a full time job
playing my cards right ain’t talking no poker but i just be going all in i’m on top
run me my money i’m cashing in b*tch it’s monopoly the way i take over your house
watch who you let in your circle i’m not saying sorry the way i be playin these games

yo’ shorty’s a buss down, yo’ mommas a run down, and daddy is obviously gone
tell me why i need to humble down, hard to be quiet when coming from my side of town
b*tches be all on my d*ck, yeah i know i be living rent free in these motherf*ckers’ mind
let me split open that head let me see what you think about i know it’s me all the time

walk into neiman’s i got me a bag
fighting my demons yeah life been a drag
tell me who else in this city be spitting these bars b*tch yeah imma brag
shopping at louis then running up gucci b*tch is that diamonds all in your t**th?
don’t open yo’ mouth it’s on sight when i see you, yo’ blood be spilling the streets

call me the king of green bay the way i’m building armies all over the town in this sh*t
yeah we the 4l5 motherf*ckers been sleeping on us in this b*tch we the sh*t
we be rapping prodigiously, smoking religiously, we just be rolling up bud and we wiser
i put in the work, not selling no more, imma call this the equalizer

counting up commas i’m running up dollars, f*ck what you reppin’ b*tch this sh*t go harder
but where all the snakes go them b*tches all talk, f*ck what you did all i hear is your bark
talk to me when you alone in the dark, had a gun to my head in a motherf*cking park
had to teach myself how to keep iron on me when it’s hot but i’m not tony stark
(stark)

- 4l5 westside

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