Uncle Murda Know What I'm Talkin Bout lyrics

(Verse)
Bottles on this set we in the spot
The Dj feel G double we in the spot
All you players 51 albums
Biggie and Pac
And that old J
When him the Dang was running the rock
He know real boy here no bullshit
We ain't buying them bottles if they had no bullshit
I ain't gon talk about them
But ballers they let 'em see with
To Snow white get on some Billy the Kid shit
But son I ain't looking for no drama
I'm looking for a Keisha, Alisha or Rihanna
I'm sipping that Ciroc, I'm puffing that marijuana
If they had getting crazy they get Louie, Gucci, Prada
They scared to let me touch a hundred mill
They know I ain't forget about Biggie getting killed
I ain't them other dudes, I can't pretend nigga
The only rapper still thinking about the fans nigga

(Hook)
Know what I'm talking 'bout
Know what I'm talking 'bout
Know what I'm talking 'bout
Know what I'm talking 'bout

(Verse)
I got beautiful women for every day of the week
Sound like a joker, but the truth is all I speak
You getting knocked keep your mouth shut like Big Leach
I should open up a school for G's to wake out preachers
I can't help to stay out of jail or stay out the streets
Trying school I ain't talking about artist on the beat
If it wasn't me then one of my comets hit 'em up
If he got smoking Brooklyn that's one for the terf
Nigga you a bitch, I'm a thug, ya I'm the problem
Word that got this silent, just niggas are harlem
Real gangster shit nigga, not me

Words are supreme, while the clap niggas are queers
Last year my grandma passed, pearl got knocked
For a minute, she had me say fuck hip hop
Then I spoke the braille, was like so turn it up
When you was focused fuck on fire, you was burning up

(Hook)
Know what I'm talking 'bout
Know what I'm talking 'bout
Know what I'm talking 'bout
Know what I'm talking 'bout

(Verse)
I got my hood on lockdown know what I'm talking about
If you ain't getting money then you running your mouth
We running the clubs 'cause niggas is getting money
We bust a nigga head let the bouncers act funny
Everybody gettin in, fuck how niggas dress
I'm bout to spend 10 with a hundred on my neck
20 niggas with me and we take a niggas bitches
We them real niggas them niggas is real bitches
I got more bitches with bitches that get it in
Surrounded by some pretty women like I'm peefing kin
You really don't offend me with your hating or envy
I got through with the MP and I spray it till it's empty
Know what I'm talking 'bout
We them type of niggers that run aside your mama's house
The rings and things say about , bring 'em out
Word to big Papa, who shoot you
Know what I'm talking 'bout

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Know what I'm talking 'bout
Know what I'm talking 'bout
Know what I'm talking 'bout
Know what I'm talking 'bout