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Gangsta talk (feat. Freepape Tay & Wooda Recklezz) Video (MV)




Performed By: Ceeloc23
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Cee Loc




Ceeloc23 - Gangsta talk (feat. Freepape Tay & Wooda Recklezz) Lyrics
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I came up from nothing
I know im a shooter just look at the glocc
These niggas be lyin i made so much money off banging these pans
I done made me a pot uhh
I dont even know why they talkin to me
Hold up lil' bitch don't even walk up to me
Look at my grill, see me flossin' my teeth
I be walkin' with a dog, so I don't got a leash
And I think I'm gon' have to write somethin
If she wanna f*ck, I'ma give her some dicc and kicc her ass out i 1 night some
I'ma fucc that lil ho onna border
Got a twin, I'ma remix the order
You look up, you see me in the Maybach
Now these niggas look mad get his chain back
Give a fucc what he sayin
And these niggas know that I'm too clean
I might pull up and look where his man's at
All my gloccs, got extendos and beams
Bought a tracc and cashed out on some Forgis
Yeah yo bitch, she gone leave her with me
Calamari is stuck in my teeth
We eating rich we aint worried for the beef
Jump out the car, the gas station She reachin' under the seat, tryna grab for my Glocc
I ain't no ray rice lil' nigga But you leave me alone with the bitch and I'm beatin on the thot
Broke bitch want me to pay for everything
F*ck that lil' hoe, gon' beat up the clock
I ain't roddy rich nigga, ridin' round in the stolo mufucc wid my stick in the box
Stick in the box, yeah
Cause I'm ridin' around in my heat
Draco right here in my lap
It ain't no need for me to reach under the seat
Nigga wanna flex, palm angel so bad
And next time he seen in the whole nother T Damn
Yeah okay
But this one a R.I.P
We the magicians, we the ones changed Yo brother to a brand new strain of that tree
My choppa hit bodies,
Like it was the middle of October These niggas gon' fall like the leaves
When its time for the beef, don't get fried like chiccen
Tryna clocc in at the lees
Can't nobody tell me stop, it ain't no freeze
This ain't no f*ckin' ease
This just Like how I be and how I'm rockin
You gon' fuccin' see
Fucc the fame and fucc the bitches
Fell in love with currency
My muthafucc' play be so like big
But I just still like go
Can't nobody tell me no
When it come to shit on the floor
I remember makin' my first play
We scammed that edd
Niggas broke as hell, they got some fame off that
Like PPP, stop the scam
You niggas is some cluccs
You niggas ain't got it, nigga
Strap up in my hand like all the time, my shit bionic, nigga
Smokin' on this chronic, nigga
You niggas ain't like got it, nigga
Stop all that fakin' on Instagram
You not like bout it, nigga
You ain't bout it, nigga
You ain't, you ain't bout it, nigga
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English

I came up from nothing
I know im a shooter just look at the glocc
These niggas be lyin i made so much money off banging these pans
I done made me a pot uhh
I dont even know why they talkin to me
Hold up lil' bitch don't even walk up to me
Look at my grill, see me flossin' my teeth
I be walkin' with a dog, so I don't got a leash
And I think I'm gon' have to write somethin
If she wanna f*ck, I'ma give her some dicc and kicc her ass out i 1 night some
I'ma fucc that lil ho onna border
Got a twin, I'ma remix the order
You look up, you see me in the Maybach
Now these niggas look mad get his chain back
Give a fucc what he sayin
And these niggas know that I'm too clean
I might pull up and look where his man's at
All my gloccs, got extendos and beams
Bought a tracc and cashed out on some Forgis
Yeah yo bitch, she gone leave her with me
Calamari is stuck in my teeth
We eating rich we aint worried for the beef
Jump out the car, the gas station She reachin' under the seat, tryna grab for my Glocc
I ain't no ray rice lil' nigga But you leave me alone with the bitch and I'm beatin on the thot
Broke bitch want me to pay for everything
F*ck that lil' hoe, gon' beat up the clock
I ain't roddy rich nigga, ridin' round in the stolo mufucc wid my stick in the box
Stick in the box, yeah
Cause I'm ridin' around in my heat
Draco right here in my lap
It ain't no need for me to reach under the seat
Nigga wanna flex, palm angel so bad
And next time he seen in the whole nother T Damn
Yeah okay
But this one a R.I.P
We the magicians, we the ones changed Yo brother to a brand new strain of that tree
My choppa hit bodies,
Like it was the middle of October These niggas gon' fall like the leaves
When its time for the beef, don't get fried like chiccen
Tryna clocc in at the lees
Can't nobody tell me stop, it ain't no freeze
This ain't no f*ckin' ease
This just Like how I be and how I'm rockin
You gon' fuccin' see
Fucc the fame and fucc the bitches
Fell in love with currency
My muthafucc' play be so like big
But I just still like go
Can't nobody tell me no
When it come to shit on the floor
I remember makin' my first play
We scammed that edd
Niggas broke as hell, they got some fame off that
Like PPP, stop the scam
You niggas is some cluccs
You niggas ain't got it, nigga
Strap up in my hand like all the time, my shit bionic, nigga
Smokin' on this chronic, nigga
You niggas ain't like got it, nigga
Stop all that fakin' on Instagram
You not like bout it, nigga
You ain't bout it, nigga
You ain't, you ain't bout it, nigga
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Writer: Cee Loc
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