Eminem - Talkin' All That lyrics

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Eminem - Talkin' All That lyrics

Uh, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah We're renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah We're renegades, yeah yeah yeah yeah (Hit me up mayn!) B**** I'm from the nine, yo' hood ain't no realer You the puss' a** n**** livin' next to the k**er I'm the k**er 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 Yay in the console and God knows I make grip off blow S*** - I could get rich off blows My nation affiliation pitch forks I've chose What the f*** you gon' do? We bang back hammers I'm a six point star, in a gray bandanna I'd die for this, n**** you rhyme for this P**** 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 s*** man Guess who gorillas leave tats infragments Two shots through your cabbage, and gas from Ca$h P**** n****z always talkin' that s*** What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? (I don't give a f***) You can live in the hood and s*** But remember who you bangin' with (I don't give a f***) P**** n****z talkin' all that s*** What you flaggin' in your bangin' whip? (I don't give a f***) You can live in the hood and s*** But remember who you bangin' with ('cause I don't give a f***) Tip our levels and scarce piece, a meal beast We'll creep one deep, slump seat, dump heat N****z scream "F*** me" he lucky, when I blast it I left respect enough for an open casket Way to go Ca$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 n**** 'round here, ask for Ca$his folk P**** n****z always talkin' that s*** What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? (I don't give a f***) You can live in the hood and s*** But remember who you bangin' with (I don't give a f***) P**** n****z talkin' all that s*** What you flaggin' in your bangin' whip? (I don't give a f***) You can live in the hood and s*** But remember who you bangin' with ('cause I don't give a f***) Loadin' the cup folk, loadin' it up tote Hang fire up I, choke from the gun smoke That's on the boss mayn, my Nina Ross came Place g**ners, into a coffin This is renegades, Rick not really paid Gave Ca$h pistols, now they milli sprayed Full bricks of raw, n**** 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 N****z 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, gla** and vodka I'm the independent kingpin, c**aine Koch Fo' thieve blow weed, plus sold O-Z N****z never son me, I was born O.G. fo' P**** n****z always talkin' that s*** What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? (I don't give a f***) You can live in the hood and s*** But remember who you bangin' with (I don't give a f***) P**** n****z talkin' all that s*** What you flaggin' in your bangin' whip? (I don't give a f***) You can live in the hood and s*** But remember who you bangin' with ('cause I don't give a f***) Aiyyo Alchemist! Let's play 'em some of that new Stat Quo s*** man

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