Talkin' All That Lyrics
| Song | Talkin' All That |
| Artist | Cashis |
| Album | Eminem Presents The Re-Up |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Johnson, Parham | |
| Cashis | |
| Uh, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| We're renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| We're renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| (Hit me up mayn!) | |
| Bitch I'm from the yo' hood ain't no realer | |
| You the pussy ass nigga livin next to the killer | |
| I'm the killer that moved out of the block | |
| And head back to the hood, when I'm movin my rock | |
| You can find me, on a dark road, dark clothes | |
| Lle', in the console and God knows I make grip off blow | |
| Shit - I could get rich off blows | |
| My nation affiation pitch forks I've chose | |
| What the **** you gon' do? We bang back hammers | |
| I'm a 6 point star, in a gray bandanna | |
| I'd die for this, nigga you rhyme for this | |
| Pussy I ride for this, and did time for this | |
| That's why I'm convinced you fear, that I'm convicted | |
| Until elevens in soaps, and some gangsta shit man | |
| Guess who gorillas leave tats infragments | |
| Two shots through your cabbage, and gas from Ca$h. | |
| Cashis | |
| Pussy niggas always talkin that shit | |
| What you flaggin, who you bangin with? (I don't give a ****) | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with (I don't give a ****) | |
| Pussy niggas talkin all that shit | |
| What you flaggin in your bangin whip? (I don't give a ****) | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with (cause I don't give a ****) | |
| Cashis | |
| Tip our levels and scarce piece, a meal beast | |
| We'll creep one deep, slump seat, dump heat | |
| Niggaz scream "**** me" he lucky, when I blast it | |
| I left respect enough for an open casket | |
| Way to go Ca$his, boost up my ego | |
| Let loose, out sunroof with my Eagle | |
| Folk of the century, rollin with peoples | |
| The omen the sequel, the more they will see you | |
| Close kin, molotov close to no skin | |
| His momma pretends that she doesn't, know him | |
| I'm the reason, for the whole "Say No" slogan | |
| Doped in folk and loc'ed if provokin | |
| Got a brand new thing, with the scope in | |
| Leave your family, with the wake for hostin | |
| I'll collect enough snow, 'til my hands the Aspens | |
| I'm the realest nigga 'round here, ask for Ca$his folk | |
| Pussy niggas always talkin that shit | |
| What you flaggin, who you bangin with? (I don't give a ****) | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with (I don't give a ****) | |
| Pussy niggas talkin all that shit | |
| What you flaggin in your bangin whip? (I don't give a ****) | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with (cause I don't give a ****) | |
| Cashis | |
| Loadin the cup folk, loadin it up tote | |
| Hang fire up I, choke from the gun smoke | |
| That's on the boss mayn, my Nina Ross came | |
| Place gangbangers, into a coffin | |
| This is renegades, Rick not really paid | |
| Gave Ca$h pistols, now they milli sprayed | |
| Full bricks of raw, nigga that's really weight | |
| While my workers foldin, now that's really cake | |
| Give it right back to 'em, watch it regenerate | |
| I'm a degenerate black bandit, livin ape | |
| Niggas dig in they pockets like DJ's dig in crates | |
| If you cuttin my profits, you gon' in to dish some cake | |
| Heckler Koch and, glass and vodka | |
| I'm the independent kingpin, cocaine Koch | |
| Fo' thieve blow weed, plus sold O-Z | |
| Niggas never son me, I was born O.G. fo' | |
| Pussy niggas always talkin that shit | |
| What you flaggin, who you bangin with? (I don't give a ****) | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with (I don't give a ****) | |
| Pussy niggas talkin all that shit | |
| What you flaggin in your bangin whip? (I don't give a ****) | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with (cause I don't give a ****) | |
| Eminem | |
| Aiyyo Alchemist! | |
| Let's play 'em some of that new Stat Quo shit man |
| zuo ci : Johnson, Parham | |
| Cashis | |
| Uh, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| We' re renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| We' re renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| Hit me up mayn! | |
| Bitch I' m from the yo' hood ain' t no realer | |
| You the pussy ass nigga livin next to the killer | |
| I' m the killer that moved out of the block | |
| And head back to the hood, when I' m movin my rock | |
| You can find me, on a dark road, dark clothes | |
| Lle', in the console and God knows I make grip off blow | |
| Shit I could get rich off blows | |
| My nation affiation pitch forks I' ve chose | |
| What the you gon' do? We bang back hammers | |
| I' m a 6 point star, in a gray bandanna | |
| I' d die for this, nigga you rhyme for this | |
| Pussy I ride for this, and did time for this | |
| That' s why I' m convinced you fear, that I' m convicted | |
| Until elevens in soaps, and some gangsta shit man | |
| Guess who gorillas leave tats infragments | |
| Two shots through your cabbage, and gas from Ca h. | |
| Cashis | |
| Pussy niggas always talkin that shit | |
| What you flaggin, who you bangin with? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with I don' t give a | |
| Pussy niggas talkin all that shit | |
| What you flaggin in your bangin whip? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with cause I don' t give a | |
| Cashis | |
| Tip our levels and scarce piece, a meal beast | |
| We' ll creep one deep, slump seat, dump heat | |
| Niggaz scream " me" he lucky, when I blast it | |
| I left respect enough for an open casket | |
| Way to go Ca his, boost up my ego | |
| Let loose, out sunroof with my Eagle | |
| Folk of the century, rollin with peoples | |
| The omen the sequel, the more they will see you | |
| Close kin, molotov close to no skin | |
| His momma pretends that she doesn' t, know him | |
| I' m the reason, for the whole " Say No" slogan | |
| Doped in folk and loc' ed if provokin | |
| Got a brand new thing, with the scope in | |
| Leave your family, with the wake for hostin | |
| I' ll collect enough snow, ' til my hands the Aspens | |
| I' m the realest nigga ' round here, ask for Ca his folk | |
| Pussy niggas always talkin that shit | |
| What you flaggin, who you bangin with? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with I don' t give a | |
| Pussy niggas talkin all that shit | |
| What you flaggin in your bangin whip? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with cause I don' t give a | |
| Cashis | |
| Loadin the cup folk, loadin it up tote | |
| Hang fire up I, choke from the gun smoke | |
| That' s on the boss mayn, my Nina Ross came | |
| Place gangbangers, into a coffin | |
| This is renegades, Rick not really paid | |
| Gave Ca h pistols, now they milli sprayed | |
| Full bricks of raw, nigga that' s really weight | |
| While my workers foldin, now that' s really cake | |
| Give it right back to ' em, watch it regenerate | |
| I' m a degenerate black bandit, livin ape | |
| Niggas dig in they pockets like DJ' s dig in crates | |
| If you cuttin my profits, you gon' in to dish some cake | |
| Heckler Koch and, glass and vodka | |
| I' m the independent kingpin, cocaine Koch | |
| Fo' thieve blow weed, plus sold OZ | |
| Niggas never son me, I was born O. G. fo' | |
| Pussy niggas always talkin that shit | |
| What you flaggin, who you bangin with? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with I don' t give a | |
| Pussy niggas talkin all that shit | |
| What you flaggin in your bangin whip? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with cause I don' t give a | |
| Eminem | |
| Aiyyo Alchemist! | |
| Let' s play ' em some of that new Stat Quo shit man |
| zuò cí : Johnson, Parham | |
| Cashis | |
| Uh, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| We' re renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| We' re renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
| Hit me up mayn! | |
| Bitch I' m from the yo' hood ain' t no realer | |
| You the pussy ass nigga livin next to the killer | |
| I' m the killer that moved out of the block | |
| And head back to the hood, when I' m movin my rock | |
| You can find me, on a dark road, dark clothes | |
| Lle', in the console and God knows I make grip off blow | |
| Shit I could get rich off blows | |
| My nation affiation pitch forks I' ve chose | |
| What the you gon' do? We bang back hammers | |
| I' m a 6 point star, in a gray bandanna | |
| I' d die for this, nigga you rhyme for this | |
| Pussy I ride for this, and did time for this | |
| That' s why I' m convinced you fear, that I' m convicted | |
| Until elevens in soaps, and some gangsta shit man | |
| Guess who gorillas leave tats infragments | |
| Two shots through your cabbage, and gas from Ca h. | |
| Cashis | |
| Pussy niggas always talkin that shit | |
| What you flaggin, who you bangin with? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with I don' t give a | |
| Pussy niggas talkin all that shit | |
| What you flaggin in your bangin whip? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with cause I don' t give a | |
| Cashis | |
| Tip our levels and scarce piece, a meal beast | |
| We' ll creep one deep, slump seat, dump heat | |
| Niggaz scream " me" he lucky, when I blast it | |
| I left respect enough for an open casket | |
| Way to go Ca his, boost up my ego | |
| Let loose, out sunroof with my Eagle | |
| Folk of the century, rollin with peoples | |
| The omen the sequel, the more they will see you | |
| Close kin, molotov close to no skin | |
| His momma pretends that she doesn' t, know him | |
| I' m the reason, for the whole " Say No" slogan | |
| Doped in folk and loc' ed if provokin | |
| Got a brand new thing, with the scope in | |
| Leave your family, with the wake for hostin | |
| I' ll collect enough snow, ' til my hands the Aspens | |
| I' m the realest nigga ' round here, ask for Ca his folk | |
| Pussy niggas always talkin that shit | |
| What you flaggin, who you bangin with? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with I don' t give a | |
| Pussy niggas talkin all that shit | |
| What you flaggin in your bangin whip? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with cause I don' t give a | |
| Cashis | |
| Loadin the cup folk, loadin it up tote | |
| Hang fire up I, choke from the gun smoke | |
| That' s on the boss mayn, my Nina Ross came | |
| Place gangbangers, into a coffin | |
| This is renegades, Rick not really paid | |
| Gave Ca h pistols, now they milli sprayed | |
| Full bricks of raw, nigga that' s really weight | |
| While my workers foldin, now that' s really cake | |
| Give it right back to ' em, watch it regenerate | |
| I' m a degenerate black bandit, livin ape | |
| Niggas dig in they pockets like DJ' s dig in crates | |
| If you cuttin my profits, you gon' in to dish some cake | |
| Heckler Koch and, glass and vodka | |
| I' m the independent kingpin, cocaine Koch | |
| Fo' thieve blow weed, plus sold OZ | |
| Niggas never son me, I was born O. G. fo' | |
| Pussy niggas always talkin that shit | |
| What you flaggin, who you bangin with? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with I don' t give a | |
| Pussy niggas talkin all that shit | |
| What you flaggin in your bangin whip? I don' t give a | |
| You can live in the hood and shit | |
| But remember who you bangin with cause I don' t give a | |
| Eminem | |
| Aiyyo Alchemist! | |
| Let' s play ' em some of that new Stat Quo shit man |
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)