Talkin That Talk Lyrics

[Hook - David Banner] Repeat 2x Now if these boys want war, talk to me now (Repeat 2x) Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch (Repeat 2x) [Verse 1 - David Banner] The cracker smacker, the heat packer, the car-jacker The if you don't come off ya shit, then click-clack and blaka-blaka The bitch smacker, the cash, the dough The confetti get bustin', to feel in your head Your blood, drip in a mug Poppin' the slugs Me I just don't give a high fuck 'Bout none of yall, or ball Flip, give him a call On the celly, then it's on War until your gone Til' you die, decease Fuck it bitch ain't no peace Ain't no makin' up Bustin this 9 motherfucker Until it's breakin' up I told yall bitches that I'm clickin' I'm flippin these twankies Buckin' at ? like I'm spankin' Like the way I fucked yo babymama nigga you should thanked me What it is, handle yo biz, I'm all off in yo crib With your miss, the father of yo kids, is right HERE!!! [Hook] Repeat 2x [Verse 2 - Lil' Flip] -Yeah, Uh, Yeah, Uh, Uh Don't get your nose-broke (Nose Broke!) Don't get your eye split (Eye Split!) I hate you scary ass rappers that be talkin' shit You, fuck around and make me pull that tech and leave you wet boy Three hours later I'm at the club in my vette boy I get respect boy, I'll break your neck boy They love my style from the east to the west boy I keep a pistol for haters We put them spinners on gators Fuck all the braggin' and boastin' I'll leave you gaggin' and chokin' You think I'm jokin, I'm not I'll go to war for my niggaz Unless I die, I'll testify I'd go to court for my niggaz I'm from the land of the trill Where perpetrators get killed Around my way my nigga That's how we live [Hook] Repeat 2x [Verse 3 - David Banner (Lil' Flip)] -(Uh, YEAH!, Uh, Uh) (Yeah you talk it but you don't mean it) You got pussy bitch, and I seen it And I smell it and inhale all the dro' that niggaz a hoe (Don't ask me to hit my weed, don't ask me to hit my drank) (We the best collaboration nigga fuck what you thank) Like fiend on a tape, WHOMP WHOMP MUTHAFUCKA!! And yo momma smoke crack, cuz she's a cheap dick sucka (We got peanut-butter on 'lacs, from Texas to the Jack) (And we keep heaters and milli-miters) Cuz we don't like the way yall act And it's ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa, I'm knowin' where you are I'm cockin' back my pistol, and I'm bustin' at ya car [Hook] Repeat 2x [Lil Flip - Talking] (David Banner) Get buck motherfucker, Get buck (Bitch, Yeah!) Get buck motherfucker, Get buck, give a fuck (Bitch, Yeah!) (Lay It Down) Southside (Lay It Down) Bitch (Lay It Down) Repeated until song fades