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birds talking - talibando lyrics

[intro]
(flea)
yeah
(nash effect)

[verse]
it’s like i hear the birds talkin’, see ’em move town
steel scorchin’, four hundred degrees just like juvie
i don’t believe sh*t a n*gga say, tell him prove it
i tried to wake ’em up, they still sleepin’ on me, guess they snoozin’ (wake up)
if you hearin’ this, it’s too late (too late)
pop a perc’ and take a deuce to the grill to get my mood straight (yeah)
i’ll pull up, have the club goin’ up on a tuesday (got the club goin’ up)
i even made a play, unky walkеd in with some blue jays
and he got a pint that camе with it, it’s my lucky night (my lucky night)
you don’t want the navy on your ass ’cause that’s an ugly sight (yeah)
every n*gga with me play with guns, we ain’t come to fight
hit your block with choppers, light that b*tch up just like christmas lights
all the work could make it through the air long as you send it right (yeah)
bust the t*shirt open, gotta make sure that the pillow right
n*ggas watch my every move, handyman, i keep the tool
before covid hit, i had a box of masks with nicks and food
i get off drank, my words get slurred, i’m really feelin’ mixed and screwed
think about when i was down bad and i ain’t have sh*t to lose
i ain’t your average young n*gga, b*tch, i’m really school (for real)
trappin’ ain’t dead, these n*ggas scared, boy, don’t be confused (shh)
ten toes in the field, stood tall through it all (i did)
took some big hits, i stumbled a couple times, but i ain’t fall
got a whole chirp now, i started off with one ball (cocaine)
i can run through a n*gga whole bag with one call (brrt)
real taliban gang, i got some k!llers on call
if it get like that, i swear i’m puttin’ pressure on y’all (you know it)
put your 3ds on, i know you see me comin’
700 horses in the motor, know you hear me comin’
n*ggas watch the gang, try to mimic somethin’
every time i go to shop, it’s nothin’ less than sixty on me (yeah)
i’m tired of n*ggas rappin’ ’bout the work they ain’t never sold (never)
i got two kits, one white, one yellow gold
i got n*ggas doin’ life, never comin’ home
used to tote the strap, but now he tote the knife, he still’ll get you gone (gang)

- talibando lyrics

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