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Talkin to the Streets (feat. Mac Critter) (Explicit) - Gucci Mane/Mac Critter
Lyrics by：Radric Davis/Xavier Dotson/Michael Williams II/Daniel Bates
Produced by：Mike WiLL Made-It/Zaytoven
Mike Willy
ZayTiggy
It's Gucci
Burr
Go
I get so much cash in Vegas I feel like I'm Elvis Wow
I just bought a new Ferrari it came with a helmet Go
Drip my ***** in Ferragamo you can't even spell it Damn
I come repo the d**e from you if you couldn't sell it Go
Well-connected and respected how you didn't expect it How
Zay pulled up trunk in the front new Hummer it's electric Ziggy
These niggas goin' PC but Big Wop don't need protection No
They keep talkin' 'bout the old Wop well here this the resurrection Yeah
The old one known for sippin' lean and freestylin' congested Leanin'
Tried to put that pistol on my buddy it got me arrested Whew-whew
These rappers gettin' extorted and it's really gettin' depressing Sad
We know you'll take the witness stand we all read your confession Damn
I do it so big I spent two million on a wedding Two milli'
I don't **** with panhandling-ass ******* that be beggin' Whores
I hate goin' to court I see the judge and get to sweatin' Hot hot
He tried to get away he couldn't escape Drac' broke his pelvis
Ain't **** nobody can tell me Nah
Critter why you gettin' selfish **** 'em
I'm up now ho you helpless
Dripping in Giorgio Armani you smell me Smell me
I do a walkthrough switch in my trench Switchy
I ain't wasting my breath ho ain't worth a cent Cent
And this **** personal make sure we hit
Spin his block back-to-back workin' the switch Boom boom
He open his mouth to only hide stick Pussy
These niggas rat lil' police ***** Snitches
I'm in the Scat bend the curb in this ***** Go
Supposed to chase the racks but he chasin' a ***** *****
My cousin in the Raq he deliver the **** Yeah
Ho my main focus is money Money
Ayy I want these millions to come in abundance Abundance
I run to the money I'm Mac Critter Sonic Sonic
Good pussy get in her stomach Stomach pussy
It's hard for niggas to keep it a hundred Hundred
It'll hurt a nigga head to keep it a hundred Keep it a hundred
Your family'll cross you for money Money niggas'll cross you for nothing Nothin'
When a ho cross you she gon' want something For real
I gotta thank God wasn't none of this promised Promised
I gotta thank God I made it out the dungeon Dungeon
I'm the 556 God I'm the one who spark Brrt
My ho pretty and dark the other one caramel Caramel
And the red Dominican she love the Hennessy Hennessy
I love her energy money boost my energy Energy
Killing my enemies and loving my frenemies Brrt
Enemies kin to me they wanna finish me Finish me
12 can't surrender me ho you can't handle me Handle me
I got rose gold trophy streets keep my focused
The beef ain't over that's what they was hopin' Brrt boom boom
Two-hundred-fifty in jewelry I'm posted Posted
Fake-ass diamonds you got on bogus Bogus
Ayy look at my pockets them ************* loaded Loaded
We spin they block 'til somebody dead posted Brrt boom boom brrt
North Memphis havin' motion Motion
1017 mafia boy get your choppers up Brrt
**** the feds they ain't stoppin' us
They tryna box me up won't let 'em lock me up
I got my wealth up ho want me to help her No
Any ho **** the city can't accept her Nah
I put on Prada put my ho in Prada Burr
Prada my glasses but they look like goggles Goggles
Girl you in college and you a show-stopper Show-stopper
She go to school for nursing but think she a model A model
Pull out these blue hundreds pop it I pop it
I'm the king of North Memphis pussy just stop it Stop it
