Talk My sh*t Pt3 lyrics

[Intro: Nesty Floxks]
Ah

[Verse 1: Sha Gz]
Like, we smoke Berry, n*gga dead
When I bend through, I just wanna see red
Creep down they block, put the beam on his head
Lil' Nazzy got clapped, that boy went right to bed (Gor on the track, b*tch)
And they know, b*tch, I'm back with the dreads
Slide through the Sev' tryna knock off his head
Hop-hop out, he fled
Dougie got shot, he was yellin', "My leg" (Dougie)
Oh sh*t, Tank got me laced
Naz got flocked, n*gga fell on his face
n*gga, what? Everything K
Everything dead, we gon' do him like Blay
I'm with Ace, f*ck 3rdside, wе gon' shoot through they gates, grrah, grrah
We don't play, I bеt you he run when that beam on his face, like, no cap
C Blu really gay, he a faggot
I can't wait 'til I see him in traffic
Everything shot if he yell out, "What's crackin'?"
Nas EBK, he got robbed for his jacket
Set Da Trend, n*ggas f*ckin' your mother
And I heard you did bad in the summer
Free gang, free Butta
Bro in the spot, ask what happened to Thunder
They like, "Sha, you be buggin' and sh*t"
Like, why they be runnin' and sh*t?
Like, and them n*ggas ain't never do sh*t
f*ck is a mom? We gon' spit on that b*tch
Ayo, TG, eat a di*k
Word to my dead, when I see you, it's lit
n*gga Kenzo steady tryna diss
n*ggas be lookin' dirty in they flicks
[Bridge: Sha Gz]
Suck my di*k, suck my di*k (Grrah, grrah)
Don't—, like, bro

[Verse 2: Nesty Floxks]
We shoot Dicxe
Ty Benji got caught at the light, it's on sight
RB got shot in the night, send a kite
Told bro, "Just send me the price"
Hit 'em twice, he got shot in his head tryna fight
He was tight
And I keep me a pole, so run up on me, we gon' do you like Rite
On the Sev', late night with my pipe
Like, I see an opp, I get hype
I don't care about no cops, they get hit too
Lil' Roy throw five at the rental
Pop me a Perc', but, no, I ain't mental
Move Look got hit in his temple

[Bridge: Nesty Floxks]
Grrah, grrah, grrah (Nah, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, hol' on)
Don't touch me

[Verse 3: Nesty Floxks]
JayRip got hit with like plenty
If I see Kay, he get hit with that Becky
Twin chops in the back of the Bentley, swervin'
Me and O, two Glocks and we purgin'
Catch me a 'Rip from the Rey', I'ma burn him
Wan Billz, he was mad he was lackin'
OYK, we don't play for the Mavericks (Like, hol' on)
Smoke Tank, who want static? (Boom, boom, boom)
Pop out, thirty-two, let 'em have it
Me and Keenz in the field causin' tragic
[Outro: Nesty Floxks & Sha Gz]
Hol' on, hol' on, hol' on, smokin' Nas EBK mother
I'm smokin' Sha EK father
n*gga, suck my di*k, n*gga
Every opp shot
And I'm smokin' Set Da Trend father
EBS, n*gga