Stop Talking lyrics
by Nunnie Da III
[Intro - SOG TG]
Glah Glah
Suck my di*k
She ate my di*k and my
Rrahh
SOG
[Verse 1 - SOG TG]
TG this, Jah Loc that, Ima say it one more time get up off my di*k
Nobody shot, nobody tagged, I don't know why SOG up in they diss
[?] died, [?] shot, and they left, Ray Makk stiff
n*ggas would've thought, I was blind the way I was buggin walking wit the stick
No EA, call a blitz
No [?], I'ma [?] em
Heard Mellz home it's time to pack sum
Lil [?] is an actor
Can't wait to catch Zay out of bounds, I'ma send some rounds, n*gga play for the lackers
In cooper chillin wit some Hounds, but on my Rips better ask what happened
Like where they at?
Blue beam aiming for his cap
Like where they at?
Let's go up the block and just catch us a pack
Go to RV and make us a pack
Like I bet I just do em like Makk
6 Dotty got beat, n*gga, he been off the map
Like, like wit my Troopers on feet going troopin
New guns it's time to abuse it
More money so we got more power
30 stick sh*t look like latters
[?] got shot that n*gga was poutin
Like like [?] got shot that n*gga was poutin
[Verse 2 - Nunnie Da III]
f*ck all the politics, these n*ggas got me upset
Ski masked up when we looking for reck
Don't lack cause my n*ggas coming to step
f*ck Mellz, dummy got hit in his chest
Like they know the Troopers doing it the best
In the Till, me, Jah, Lex, anybody spotted, getting streched
Them n*ggas dweebs
Someone tell KJ to get off his knees
n*gga almost died he should be a spleeze
n*ggas almost hit him in his bean
And nobody never took nothing from me
[Verse 3 - Kay Glizz]
Glah n*gga
Suck our di*ks, get off n*ggas di*ks, ya know how we coming n*gga
Troopers geekin flickin every block up ughh, ya n*ggas want it with us
Ya n*ggas gotta stop with all of the cop stuff, if Savv check he getting touched
The SOG rips in the spot tryna flock some, I don't think you should push up
If they spinnin sparkles when we spot them, beam on the 40 ya done (Glah)
If you not in the beef don't talk
Puttin your 2 sense in you get hawked (Glah)
These hollows flying across courts
Like what can they say we up on every score
Nina love clappin ass on they blockin like a whore
After she done she be sore
Camp in the V just to send a new opp to the lord
Stand over top give em more (Glah)
[Verse 4 - SOG JAH]
Cah cah, cah cah
Why these n*ggas keep mentioning me
Like I'm not toting on my G
Up the block, tuck the knock, ski mask up tryna let sh*t flock
Ask lil shh he was duckin his top
Get low when we see the cops
Big 45 make your mother cry
And no I ain't telling them lies
But back to the fact, you got the [?], the makks and the Apes
How I react, but please don't slip got the ape in the bag
How is you spinnin my sides where you at
Come down floss leave your face flat
No cap, 48 em now he thinking we homies, no you in a blunt
Ya stop pulling stunts
Now we back to the bando
Caught JDot yea we took his tan now he on the net moving like a fan bro
***Unreleased Song***
[Verse 1 - SOG TG]
Free Kurt he got it on lock
Free Mann knocked em out his socks
Baby 380 keep it in the socks
And I keep 1 in the top
Don't push up hit you in the top
M.O.E. K we don't f*ck wit the cops
On that block yea I keep a knock
And they swear they got the drop
Please push up you you get shot
[Verse 2 - Nunnie Da III]
I'm on my bullsh*t again
Real sh*t ain't no need to pretend
If it's up then it's stuck we not looking for friends
And Rah he a demon I swear he on 10
Don't let us get the low
Anybody moving funny I'ma throw
2 deep 2 Troops I'm wit Wo
G26 I'm tryna let it blow
I remember the time it was Double R, me and KG we was in the Till, n*ggas tried to push up on us it got real, threw a couple shots