Trenches Talk lyrics

by

BIG30


[Intro: Lil' Roosta]
Ayy, Tay Keith, this a heater!
Whole lotta gang sh*t, whole lotta pain sh*t, yeah
We don't do no talkin’, we just pull up, let it bang, b*tch!

[Verse 1: Lil' Roosta]
Spin through yo’ block, yeah, we lurkin’, where the opps at?
Hollow tips bustin’ out the drum, make ‘em drop fast
Mask on tight, I ain't leavin’ no witness
Told my youngins, "f*ck a case," we gon’ handle our business
Big stick hangin’, this ain't no prop sh*t
Caught him at the light, now his whip look like chopped sh*t
f*ck them boys talkin’, they ain't slidin’, they ain't steppin’
We gon’ up the murder rate, put his name up in them sections

[Chorus: Lil' Roosta & Big30]
Trenches talk, we don’t do no cappin’ in the booth
Hundred rounds, lеt it loose, we gon’ make ‘еm duck and move
f*ck yo’ gang, f*ck yo’ set, they ain't never made the news
Every time we spin, we make sure we leave ‘em through

[Verse 2: Big30]
I be really in that field, keep a Glocky, f*ck a deal
f*ck the judge, f*ck the opps, f*ck a statement, sh*t for real
Ayy, who you think you checkin’? You ain't tough, boy, you a b*tch
Put them hollows in his chest, made his body do a twist
We don't beef on no computers, we just pull up where you at
Had my n*ggas do a mission, they gon’ spin and double back
Told that b*tch don't hit my line unless she tryna drop the load
Ain't no love up in these streets, so we keep switches on the poles
[Chorus: Lil' Roosta & Big30]
Trenches talk, we don’t do no cappin’ in the booth
Hundred rounds, let it loose, we gon’ make ‘em duck and move
f*ck yo’ gang, f*ck yo’ set, they ain't never made the news
Every time we spin, we make sure we leave ‘em through

[Outro: Lil' Roosta]
Yeah, b*tch, this that trench talk
Say the wrong sh*t, then we chalkin’ out the white walk
Pull up with them demons, we ain't scared to let that pipe talk
If he move wrong, then his life lost—on gan
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