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Artiste : Project Pat
Titre : STILL TALK´N THAT SHIT
All the player haters who been talkin´ that shit (South Memphis´ finest)
All the, all the player haters who been talkin´ that shit

Glizock

Niggas cappin´ rappin´, all that broke ass shit (Yeah)
I never beefed about a ho ´cause that´s some ho-ass shit (Yeah)
I´m never lackin´, never catch me with a broke-ass bitch (Never)
They call me, "Glock" and I keep one, you should know that shit (Let´s go)
I got this other nigga bitch tryna throat my dick
I took a look in the mirror and said, "Stay on your shit"
I took a look in the mirror and said, "Stay on your grind"
Yeah, I be ballin´ on these fuck niggas all the time

Can´t chase a bitch ´cause I´m chasin´ dollar signs (Dollar signs)
Got twelve whips and all twelve them bitches mine (Bitches mine)
Got twelve whips and ain´t none them bitches leased (Ain´t none them bitches leased)
I´m sippin´ Texas, rest in peace to Pimp C (Pimp C)

This for all you , this for all you , this for all you
This for all you player haters who be talkin´ that shit (Talkin´ that shit)
This for all you , this for all you , this for all you (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
This for all you player haters who be talkin´ that shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Dedicated to you pussy niggas, bitches with ya
Doctor jammin´, mister, mister
You still a nigga and you a niggress
Actin´ like you gon´ be master, mistress
Bad mouthin´ on a Black man, I hear went in
And I don´t know what you think this is, but bitch, this pimpin´
You gon´ respect me like the democrats do big Clinton
You gon´ respect me like a motherfuckin´ Grammy winner
Like I cooked your favorite rapper like a granny dinner (Yeah)
I been looked at, I been followed, I been suspected (Yeah)
Used and abused, I been accused, bitch, I been arrested

And if a nigga know some secrets, bitch, I ain´t tellin´
I finally get it, all my haters, they was just jealous
They wrote they papers, gave they speeches, no one gave a fuck
I walk in a room and smile, and applause erupts
Fuck you, fuckin´ pussy, fuck you, I would hate me too
´Cause you ain´t never seen a nigga do the shit I do
That take that street shit and that scholarship, and run a mall
I´m in attendance at the player´s and the mayor´s ball
It´s Michael

This for all you , this for all you , this for all you (Talk that shit)

This for all you player haters who be talkin´ that shit (Talkin´ that shit)
This for all you , this for all you , this for all you (Talk that shit, talk that shit)
This for all you player haters who be talkin´ that shit (Talkin´ that shit)

A pole mane is never hurt, that´s ecclesiastic (Huh)
Money flippin´ ´round here, kind of like gymnastics (Huh)
Some of y´all talkin´ sassy, need some clean underwear (Mm)
Yo´ opinion doesn´t matter here, don´t even got burger fair (Not all)
While you smile, you see a glare, talkin´ all that roo-roo

From dirt to diamonds, you see me shinin´, this ain´t voodoo
Drivin´ haters coo-coo, you can get a blessing too-too
If you ain´t hoppin´ on this money train, ain´t blessin´ you-you
Money flippa, flashin´ like the Big Dipper
My dog country, keep one in chamber, on the hip-ah
Big tipper, red bottoms, I never slip-ah
Louis on my face and waist, a big dripper

Talkin´ that, talkin´ that, talk, talk, talk, talk
This for all you , this for all you , this for all you
This for all you player haters who be talkin´ that shit (Talkin´ that shit)

This for all you , this for all you , this for all you
This for all you player haters who be talkin´ that shit (Talkin´ that shit)