Walking

[Producer Tag] [K-Trap] How you gonna talk bout bread? And you ain't seen 10 of the bands? you frauds! How you gonna talk bout shooting? [Mischief] I live this this, While they talk it [K-Trap] How you gonna talk bout gang? Like we ain't cause hell on dem mans block? And how you gonna talk bout bars? [Mischief] They're some dead working informants [Hook] How you gonna talk bout bread? And you ain't seen 10 of the bands? you frauds! How you gonna talk bout shooting? And [?] now you ain't never crash no corn How you gonna talk bout gang? Like we ain't cause hell on dem mans block? And how you gonna talk bout bars? Like you ain't seen the corn dem boy got? So how you wanna talk about beef? Cause I was tryna link up the opps Canon on me like machine You was tryna link up ah thot (Ah Hooker) And cuddle her under the sheets (Hooker) The boys say the bad but they not Cause they run anytime it's beef (running legs) [Verse - K-Trap] Everyone talking tough But running off when mans walking up I ain't tryna talk dat much Just lurk around wit da 40 tucked Dem man joints don't bang They walk around with some faulty stuff Man talk shit on the net Soon pepper man for that sorty stuff Meanwhile serve 'salt' and 'pepper' Young boy tryna do it bare-hands Told him to sort some leathers (Don't be stupid!) Got ah new link for the smoke Dem yardman said he can sort suppressors Or clip extendo So man not have to walk wit extras Now ah man just fill it up all Opp block tryna drill em' all up Live corn hit ah boy in his chest His lunch, watch it bring it all up The man scratched off 1 or 2 times I was shocked, cause he never do much I had about 3 waps in the crib Added 1 more, cause it's never too much (Road. Life. No. Lies!) [?] [?], after too many Told bro I'd rather trade dat pump, cuh' I'm too heavy You ain't never 'Jumped Out Gang' on ah man And the legs just do jelly Walk in the yard, man 2 waps deep Cuh' the mandem too ready Mans too kweffy [Hook] How you gonna talk bout bread? And you ain't seen 10 of the bands? you frauds! How you gonna talk bout shooting? And [?] now you ain't never crash no corn How you gonna talk bout gang? Like we ain't cause hell on dem mans block? And how you gonna talk bout bars? Like you ain't seen the corn dem boy got? How you wanna talk about beef? Cause I was tryna link up the opps Canon on me like machine You was tryna link up ah thot And cuddle her under the sheets The boys say the bad but they not Cause they run anytime it's beef [Verse - Mischief] I'm walking Dats 3-2 half I what walk with But dats only if man caught with I live this, while they talk it They're some dead working informants Their last attempt was appalling We hazards with no warning Deliver fry-ups in the morning Or anytime Man get dat all-day-special Wit extra 'fries' Serve 'chickens', 'halfed' and 'quartered' No extra sides Had 'silver-spoons' dat talking like they round dese' knives I know they ain't bout this life You need to level up Tell my young g's do it proper We ain't tryna level stuff Ah thousand g's in the whip Tryna get home, it's nuts Got so much to say on tracks Its mad cah' they ain't done much These children, don't do drugs! I juug with it [?] when I showed him how to juug wit it When I'm roaming, I rock wit it I ain't tryna be [?] lock'n it (I don't need that) Fill the gauge, 2 shells up what I got wit it Better mind you don't get shot wit it [Hook] How you gonna talk bout bread? And you ain't seen 10 of the bands? you frauds! How you gonna talk bout shooting? And [?] now you ain't never crash no corn How you gonna talk bout gang? Like we ain't cause hell on dem mans block? And how you gonna talk bout bars? Like you ain't seen the corn dem boy got? How you wanna talk about beef? Cause I was tryna link up the opps Canon on me like machine You was tryna link up ah thot And cuddle her under the sheets The boys say the bad but they not Cause they run anytime it's beef (Running legs)