Talkin Crazy (Explicit) 歌詞
Talkin Crazy (Explicit) - E-40/Bosko
Lyrics by:Earl Stevens
Composed by:Earl Stevens
Fast Tracks made the beat
Tell me something slick mane
Tell me something slick mane
Give me some game they can't explain
Now
I'm on
Bring me up to speed in my mackin ass time of need
Huh pop your P's
Pour me another sip mane
Stop babysitting mane let me get a dose
I'm trying to get whiskey let me hit the bong
While you at it let me hit that tree too
Let me hit that turtle boy
Ugh one of my partners he a P he got bops
Hoes
He said they coochie be popping bubbles like a soda pop
Whoa
The boogers up in his bezzle disrespectful
Mean
They loud noisy and they echoing
A wordsmith with his words he not a lame
I said if I had your brain I'd have hella game
I told him it's in me it's on me it's in my flesh
I've been busier than a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest
We don't go back and forth but 'cause we got muscle
And we don't do no wolfin lip wrestling and we don't tongue-tussle
I don't explain myself no more 'cause I'm a boss
Going against me it's like driving a motorcycle through a gasoline car wash
I'm on fire my ninja I can't be tamed
And I got iridescent lenses in my Cartier frames
The ism in my veins is hereditary
The medallion on my neck sing like Mariah Carey scripture
I'm gonna give you game for free
Talking crazy I'm talking crazy
Gassing on the M-I-C
Talking crazy talking crazy
Ugh when you get my age and you live to be OG
You'll say I got more days behind me than I do in front of me
In front of you?
Tryna figure out life way back up in my heyday
Heyday
Winging it tryna make some leeway
Leeway?
Contemplating about life I came up with a hypothesis
Hypothesis
I'ma spit these bars from my esophagus
Esophagus
It was ugly on my soil but it was beautiful
In my demographics we had chitterlings and Menudo
Menudo
From the land no dinner or a medical plan
Uh-uh
Feel like 10000 when you got a grand
Uh-huh
I remember powdered meat and sardine cans
Ghetto
Couldn't stay local forever I had to expand
Hello?
The soiled ain't holding no court up in the courthouse
Not
Partna they holding court up in the trenches
The blacktop
You gon' get what you deserve if you a mighty mouse
Rat
You know what they say snitches they get stitches
Exact
My name is good behind them walls my income tall and majestic
Numbers don't lie bitch check the statistics
I ain't nothing to play with bitch I'm not a toy
You robbing Peter to pay Paul but you forgot to pay Leroy
Leroy?
Just bought a muscle car and it's souped and it scrams
The candy paint on the vehicle turn colors like color crayons
Color crayons
She eyeing me down she thangin and she cakey
Yamming
Thicker than a carrot cake that's fresh about to bakery
Handling
Bitch
I'm gonna give you game for free
Talking crazy I'm talking crazy
Gassing on the M-I-C
Talking crazy talking crazy
Ooh me
Ooh me
I'm heavy
I'm heavy
I'm talking crazy
I'm talking crazy talking
Ooh me
Ooh me
I'm heavy
Heavy
I'm talking crazy
I'm talking crazy crazy