talkin' 'bout you, nobody but you I do mean you now I'm just trying to get a message to you now Let me tell you about a girl I know I tell you now she
Translation: Animals. Talkin Bout You.
you (talkin' 'bout you) Talkin' 'bout you (talkin' 'bout you) Oh, oh, yeah (talkin' 'bout you) I'm gonna talk (talkin' 'bout you) Talkin' 'bout you (talkin' 'bout you) Every day (talkin' 'bout you) Every night (talkin' 'bout you) You
to the money, fuck the world, that's adultery You full of shit, you close your mouth and let you ass talk Young Money eatin', all you haters do is add
niggas next to him I do me bitch what are you doin teardrop tune got you bitches boo hoo?in Weezy F baby ga ga goo goo?in and girl I swear if you start
you never been near a studio in your life You see, disrespect is your last resort You're like Howard [Name], you never played this sport But you're always talkin mess bout
on? Can't they see that it's foolish to try to kill me with songs? What the fuck are they, Lauryn? You killing me softly, you talk me to death Only thing you
the money, fuck the world, that's adultery You full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt
Tobacco Road you're dirty and you're filthy but I love you cause you're my home, baby You are my home the only life I've ever known You are my home
, if a pig had a better personality, he would cease to be a filthy animal? Is that true? JULES Well, we'd have to be talkin' 'bout one charmin' motherfuckin
Spike Lee's and them shell toe Adidas You don't know shit 'bout Petey (Petey) Real definition of the greasy, grimy and gritty You really fittin to sellin
intelligent, when you put em in check Cause when you're ignorant, you get treated that way And when they throw you in jail you got nothing to say So
you've never done before To act like an animal straight out the jungle That's jungle fever Whites, black, Latin, Chinese, lo que sea Know what I'm talkin
real talk I swear it's all true I'ma to lose my mind Don't know what to do I got a little story Excuse my accent But listen up You will not believe
glue And generate more money than FUBU For somethin' made for you by you Every hip hop nigga listen and wishin' he had your style To go against you if you
got me and if you don't know you better ask somebody verse:3 8 hundred days minimum wage bout to lose your house if you dont get a raise you stay
so you niggaz wanna know how a nigga ends up in jail Servin a 40 to life sentence for dope that wasnt even his Just sit back and listen Ill tell you Its
, I don't wanna sell birds no more (I got a fuckin' funny story to tell you) They pushed me down and locked me up, put my face on the floor (You remember
