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“talk my block” - lil rondojay lyrics

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[intro: lil rondojay]
(ayy, southside on the track, yeah!)
ha, b*tch, it’s rondojay, huh
9*side business, p*ssy (yeah)
f*ck all that opp talk, we up (skrrt, skrrt)
b*tch*ass n*gga, yeah

[chorus: lil rondojay]
i’m lit as f*ck, i talk my block (talk it)
got ten bad hoes, they all on c*ck (ha)
we spin that sh*t, we don’t just talk (never)
catch me lackin’? b*tch, that’s off (nah)
f*ck your gang, they soft as chalk (p*ssy)
i smoke your homie, he ain’t walk (brrt)
trap house jumpin’, that b*tch don’t stop (yeah)
i’m young, i’m rich, i talk my block (talk that)
f*ck that talk, we slide with glocks (slide)
extended clips, that b*tch don’t stop (boom)
b*tch, i’m hot like the stove on lock (hot)
she suck me good, her jaw might pop (d*mn)
n*ggas be broke, they talk too much (cap)
we see that boy, he fold like lunch (fold)
run your mouth, you’ll lose your tongue (ayy)
drill that sh*t, make drums go dumb (brrt, brrt)

[verse: lil rondojay]
b*tch, i’m turned, i don’t do peace (f*ck peace)
i’m high as f*ck, can’t feel my t**th (yeah)
b*tch talk sl!ck, i f*ck, then leave (bye)
i’m on my sh*t, no tricks up sleeve (never)
glock 19, no safety piece (nah)
beam on his chest like a jesus piece (brrt)
i don’t do love, i love these streets (street)
money and fame, that’s all i need (facts)
f*ck these rappers, they act like hoes (hoes)
claim they real, but they all gone fold (fold)
talk my block, i’m breakin’ codes (break it)
b*tch, my wrist got extra froze (ice)
two*tone chain, that’s white and rose (rose)
i’m in that foreign, that b*tch explode (skrrt)
she say i’m toxic, i’m in my mode (toxic)
she love my slang, she love my tone (yeah)
say you tough, lil’ b*tch, come try (try)
we spin broad day, no need to hide (boom)
switch go “brrt,” that b*tch gon’ fly (brrt)
catch that boy, he scared, he cried (p*ssy)
f*ck your clique, they all done lied (cap)
i’m in this b*tch with gang, we tied (gang)
cuss too much, i can’t lie (f*ck, f*ck, f*ck)
f*ck your hood, your block, your side (all that)
[chorus: lil rondojay]
i’m lit as f*ck, i talk my block (talk it)
got ten bad hoes, they all on c*ck (ha)
we spin that sh*t, we don’t just talk (never)
catch me lackin’? b*tch, that’s off (nah)
f*ck your gang, they soft as chalk (p*ssy)
i smoke your homie, he ain’t walk (brrt)
trap house jumpin’, that b*tch don’t stop (yeah)
i’m young, i’m rich, i talk my block (talk that)
f*ck that talk, we slide with glocks (slide)
extended clips, that b*tch don’t stop (boom)
b*tch, i’m hot like the stove on lock (hot)
she suck me good, her jaw might pop (d*mn)
n*ggas be broke, they talk too much (cap)
we see that boy, he fold like lunch (fold)
run your mouth, you’ll lose your tongue (ayy)
drill that sh*t, make drums go dumb (brrt, brrt)

[outro: lil rondojay]
yeah, b*tch, i talk my block (talk that)
f*ck your city, f*ck your opps (f*ck ‘em)
lil rondojay, i talk that talk (talk that)
we don’t cap, we walk that walk (never)
(brrt, brrt, brrt—southside, run that sh*t back)

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