CLNJonah - Broke talk (feat. freeman!) Lyrics

He said he got that blood walk, rich talk, track hawk, hit him in his leg, make him crip
Walk, broke talk, make him whip the Honda, hit this nigga then we gon get his momma
Hit a nigga with this .22, I send him to the floor, whip the hellcat with bad bitches
And some hoes, you know I jump a nigga, rob a nigga for his f*cking fours if I catch

An opp lacking you know I send him to the sky, his momma crying on the floor, she
Saying bye and asking why did I, if I get new opps, they ass is dead within a week
Check my girl, this bitch on fleek, nigga eatin' bullets, if he tryna find out what's
Going on, he looking in his homie's eyes and asking him what's wrong, I said I'm a

Kill a nigga, if you looking at me wrong, Southside is where I'm banging, nigga, you
Don't know where I'm from, a nigga tried to hit my shit, but he got the wrong car, gotta get
A scope on this bitch, I'm only hit him from a far, if you ain't two steps ahead, then you
Dead, I'm chillin' with my homeboys and chillin' with the feds, I'm chillin' with my homeboys

And hanging with the feds, so if you tryna find me, I hanging with no feds, He said he got that blood walk, rich Talk, track hawk, hit him in his leg, make him crip
Walk, broke talk, make him whip the Honda, hit this nigga then we gon get his momma
Hit a nigga with this .22, I send him to the floor, whip the hell cat with bad bitches, that's some

Hoes, we just chillin' in the cut and we just waitin' for the go, nigga wanna play
I tell that, nigga he a hoe, better listen to his bitch, he's not like you, we ain't with
The internet gimmicks, all them wanna just be me and all they do is mimic, SOB on God
We standin' on business, when it comes to killing IG gangstas, we ain't got no limits, bitch

Bad bitches, and some hoes, free my boy at the pen, free taemo, you already know, pull up with
My choppa, all it does is blow blow blow, gotta keep a stick with me in case we gotta
Go, bitch