Niguz Talk Sh*t (Lp Version)-Black Moon

Niguz Talk Sh*t (Lp Version) - Black Moon Somebody call the morgue, I just caught a DOA Two to the head, I shot the b**ch in broad day No joke, I smoke gunshots you heard from blocks and blocks I bust Mac-10s, oo-wops and Glocks Sh*t, killin every ni**a in sight Bust a cap and crack a joke over your grave like Dolemite Cause I'm a sick-a** ni**a with no brains Burst in flames, turn the mic into blood stains Any thought I think, you blink and drink death So I rip the mic and pat my ni**a to the left 5ft. Excellerator, greater than your crew Bring in your whole mob, muthaf**ka, you're still through Yo ni**a, where's my four-fifth? I got more riff for any p**sy niggas who forfeit Bring it on, what, I got no shame Buckshot's in the house and you know my name Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of ni**a to put lead in your grill Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of ni**a to put lead in your grill Slow it down one pitch for that hoe with the lick Pass the automatic, I'm about to flip And spray niggas with my vocal Lead to the chest penetrate through the vest And when I roll mad deep niggas back off F**kin with Buckshot it's blood you cough I don't laugh or joke, I never choke on a blunt But I chocke a stunt if it's beef she want So bring the muthaf**kin arrow and I play Rambo When I shoot the crossbow inside the hoe And her ni**a, triggers I'm addicted to Like angel dust I bust holes in your crew You're wack, face the fact, you're all on my jock Till the ehm tic-toc, I don't pop So yo make way so I can make my day I'm fonky but you're Pepe Le Pew Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of ni**a to put lead in your grill Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of ni**a to put lead in your grill Watch your mouth, ni**a, I heard you're talkin mad sh*t If you're really on my dick, bend, take a lick Here's your choice cause my voice'll break backbones and necks Who's next to flex and feel the wrath of my tec I spray, no delay, more jabs than Sugar Ray I murder then I drop dead bodies in the lake Beats with mad funk, pop the trunk Play my tape while you lay back, puff the skunk I'm no joke, I flip the script like De Niro I'm a full-course meal, you're a one-dollar Hero I'm sorta like the mob when I get a job done Contracts and all that, guns, guns So stay the f**k back or feel the heat from my gat Buckshot Shorty, see, I always stay strapped With the nickel nine on my muthaf**kin waistline B**ch, you know my name, bring it in Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of ni**a to put lead in your grill Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' Niggas talk sh*t but that ain't my steel' I'm the type of ni**a to put lead in your grill