Talkin Down On Me

[Z-Ro:] Since
I be rollin' by myself,
I keep that *******
Nina with me
And If you my enemy, you don't wanna be the last ******* that seen her with me
Z-Ro haters be makin' my attitude, rude
******* around & get stole on, if you *******-up my moves
Dude, finally
I found myself,
I had to stop blowin' that kick 'em '
Cause eventually
I would've drowned myself
Already need a anger management class
See if a buster cross me, it don't matter the situation
I damage his ass
Soldier that's what
I be. So *******, why you tryin' to play me like a
H O E? Turn me loose so
I can make it to the
T O P It's like
I'm in a bucket full of
C R A B's, but
I keep climbin'
And I keep on rhymin' while they be bumpin' they gums
Lookin' at my diamonds whinin' & blindin' no dumpin' they guns '
Cause they can't see me, *******
I'm invisible to the hate
Thugged off in my kitchen, cuttin' chemicals in my cakes. [Chorus:]
Talkin' Down
On Me from a safe place, now
I'm in your face.
What you gon' do now?
Barrettas &
Ruga's on my person, they would do ya if
I burst 'em.
What you gon' do now?
Mo' City my block showin' no pity for cops, if you trespass.
You done ******-up now.
No bustin' in the sky 1st one through your thigh, 2nd ones a chest blast.
I done lucked you out now. [Z-Ro:]
*******s be cool in my face, but hate behind my back
Talk Down
On Me in front of me, but not behind my gat
I bet you won't do that,
I bet you scared of that iron
Perpetratin' like you a gorilla, sellin' drinks in line
You ain't never seen the
Pen *******, the penitentiary
They talk rehabilitation, but look at what it did to me
I smoke more & sip more than ever before
Mutha******s be on my nerves, so
I lean on that dro
Tryin' to keep on droppin' a bomb on the *******-made
Don't be lookin' surprised, y'all made it this way
I got a Vendetta with lifts, that be tryin' to sink me
Sendin' police after me & tryin' to link me
To aggravated robbery & strong-arm jackin'
Tryin' to throw me off my note, so
I can't do no stackin'
Johnny Cochran over lawyer got me out on bail
Lookin' for *******s that was plottin' on receivin' my mail. [Chorus:] [x2]
Talkin' Down
On Me from a safe place, now
I'm in your face.
What you gon' do now?
Barrettas &
Ruga's on my person, they would do ya if
I burst 'em.
What you gon' do now?
Mo' City my block showin' no pity for cops, if you trespass.
You done ******-up now.
No bustin' in the sky first one through your thigh, 2nd ones a chest blast.
I done lucked you out now.