DOJA CLIK


Loud Talkers Lyrics

But they ain't knowin' no

What you talkin' bout, you fumblin' game out your mouth
Better put some stick on your grip and get on a paper route
Cause cream ain't to be f**ked with, and that's the truth this gamology
Better soak it up and be a hundred proof
Cause you can't be the shit, slangin' woof tickets
You better buy you some, stick with it cause game is unlimited
Flippin' shit rippin' shit
Young Ren is so versitile, you heard my style is buck wild
But in the meanwhile, motherf**kers in my city want to do what I do
But they P-H me behind my back, why don't you do that, raps are through
Talkin' loud is sayin' nothin', your ass is bluffin'
Just cause everyone is ?, rappin' don't mean that you gonna be slumpin'
I only f**k with the infederal, individuals gettin' pulled
Them player hater searches are makin' Young Ren a criminal
Really though, you don't know shit, I put that on my dick
f**k a bitch and a snitch, It's all about my grip

Surrender to my will, submit to my game
My daddy just like you want it, broke down like dank
Doja sticky who's with me, yo you ain't no
That this the mackaholic straight lacin' you hoes
Day to day I'm forced to deal with this bullshit
Motherf**kers runnin' around with a hole in they lip
Just a talkin' loud but ain't sayin' a damn
Then when I come around smilin' in my face like we pals
Nigga.. f**k you, suck my dick, I gives a damn, that's how I am
And if you want lets trip, with this some serious, curious
Niggas get f**ked, I grap my dick, cock, then bust a nut
Dear Lord forgive me but my future's lookin' dirty and plain
I don't see shit but the motherf**kin' paper I make
My daughter's older and now she talkin' to me
And she makin' more sense than these punks on the street
Daddy get paid is what she say, so I do it that way
Be about my paper f**k I hate to win if I play
This game ain't no joke, how can I be broke
When I on the streets 24-7 and mo'
I wamp stack in ? by spittin' it real, movin' the crowd
Niggas say they do, but don't do, they just talk loud

Why you loud talkin' when you should be stackin' mayo
Recognize this hustle not erdayo
Your game is frail, smash you like play dough
Say hoe, have you ever met Mr. fo'- fo'
Cause your mouth is runnin', and it's time for gunnin'
Your brain is numbin', off them hot slugs that are hummin'
Suckas loud mouth, fakin' all the funk
Loud mouth mre for a cent, and I'm tearin' shit up
No mercy, you heard me, bitches ain't shit
I don't play, go the wrong way, I'm flippin' yo' script
I'm from Stockton, Cali, E-D-C, so killa Young Ren, the D-O-G
With the mackaholic, spittin' game
Never loud talk in the mouth for money, pushin' your fame

You got a big mouth like Jimmy Heart, but you don't got
Nuts to back it up, I slap you, and you won't give a f**k
Where do we go from here, that be, I got me towed down
It's a new brand year
Everybody love my flow now, all you hoes goin' wild
Wanna f**k with the kid AKA Omen Child, I'm terrible
Oh no I thought you knew, don't be surprised
I f**ked with the foundation nation true
Who's to blame, when your brain dead stuck in a ditch
Inside out with your mouth full of dick
So take caution, when you see me slide through the crowd
With my evil grin, I mack a bitch while you get loud

Yeah
Motherf**kers bout be runnin' faster than Luis and shit
You know what I'm talkin' about
Shit
Talkin' loud but sayin' nothin'
I ain't sayin' shit
I don't know
Motherf**kers just so lame in the game
Better just recognize
Trick ass bitch better listen
Soaks ya like a spunge
Do shit my way
And get hung, biyatch
Hoes get hung
Motherf**kers wanna know
Doja sticky
Clickin' when it's finished
And mackaholic and we out

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Record Label(s): 1997 HeatRock Rapbay Urbanlife Music
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