Bigg Kent - Let Me Talk Lyrics

Y'all, y'all, y'all no kent gon' get it started
Be on that block like Dennis Rodman
Came outside with a extra cartridge
I'm in the hood like Trayvon Martin, and
I do this shit with no problem
Keep that fire look like I'm Arsoning
And these niggas really my sons
I think I'm startin' to get postpartum
Now my bitches fly like Delta
I got a long line like the shelter
Book a nigga like a semester
How I serve is really impressive
Keep that heat no matter the weather
I ain't slippin' nah, not never
Had this bitch doin whatever
She gon' swallow me like a beverage
Now I'm startin' to feel like Diddy
Had a thousand bottles of Iggy
It was really lit in my city
I had Southeast gettin' jiggy
Came together like a assembly
I got a long arm like Wembys
And I drive through like Wendy's
Leave a mark like it's a hickey
Nun but magazines what I'm givin
You'll get a lifetime subscription
Lay his ass down like a physician
Do it again, it's repetition
Got it on lock like a submission
Makin' noise like a musician
Eatin' good like a nutrition
I make them sales, I need my commission
Nah, not me, can't call no truce
Tap a nigga head like Duck Duck Goose
I'm so fried, I'm stuck, can't move
Goin' round his back like a hula hoop
That boy square like a Rubik's Cube
I been outside since D.C. Shoes
Makin' plays right under surveillance
I'm eatin' on camera like a food review
Well, I be dimed like a beaver
Now they playin follow the leader
They be dick eatin' for features
Wipe his nose like he sneezin
I want all the smoke like I'm weefin
Fall in line, you know the procedure
Bakin' soda go in the fridge
And them dippers go in the freezer
Now they startin' to throw me off
I got young niggas on call
I gotta beam under my glizzy
Give him a red nose Rudolph
Playin' games like jigsaw
Coach these niggas like harbough
Get him stretched out like a bra
Send his ass up with them stars
Now a nigga up to somethin
Keep them hammers like constructions
And my bitches out the gutter
Running trains like a conductor
Eatin' molly like it's supper
Made it disappear abductions
Trick a nigga outta his money
I'm a big bad motherf*cker
I got a four-five in my bridges
Knock his face off like Nicholas
All these drugs is still in my system
Got me talkin' like I'm autistic, now
I need a bird like a pigeon
Naw I need a key a ignition
I went to school of hard knocks, and
I paid for my tuition on Kingsley, nigga