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Talk That Shit Video (MV)




Performed By: Lab Spitta
Length: 3:21
Written by: Brandon Sanders




Lab Spitta - Talk That Shit Lyrics




Big money all I kno
So I'mma talk that shit
N the club like f*ck it
Imma spark my shit
I feel a vibe
When I pull up
And park my shit
On the road I double up
Shit it make more sense
What we talking bout
I'm the hottest out
More money more problems
Can't figure em out
But I know how to get shit
Poppin when is the drought
And I kno I all you really
Don't live what y talking bout
Get money up north
Now I'm bout to f*ck up the south
Two 40 them bitches on me
Just to even it out
Oh yeah my money str8
Had to Seam that route
Look nigga imma shot caller
Prolly throw the scope on
If the shot further
I done made it here nigga
Time to work harder
Hit the block for a profit
Just move smarter
I'm n the kitchen now
Nigga I'm a pot smoker
Nah really nigga
I can get the pot smoking
Big Rocks at the bottom
Looking like the ocean
Now let's scoop em out
I been dream chasing
On a money route
I get str8 to it
I tried to tell em
On my last shit
I'm improving
Now a young nigga ballin
You can check the movement
Hold up you
I stop everything moving
Get money nigga
I ain't gone stop doing it
And I'm gone n shots my only warning

I been on my grind so long
Boy I can't stop

They keep telling me
To talk my shit so imma do it

Yeah

I been chasing paper
So money ain't a issue nigga
Been hood like good work and pistols nigga
Skip school f*ck work I'm too gifted nigga
Look I do came up fast
Foot on the gas
Red line digital dash
I like it I buy it
Don't look at the tag
My last trap was so heavy
I ain't look at the bag damn
I'm so gone
I prolly never look back
Momma said boy you a star that's facts
Just stay focus stay solid don't crack
Cause when they haters
They put a target on ya back
I told her these jordan 8s
Ain't the only thing strapped
If I could I'll bring all of my niggas back
Free Dre buck home shit how they act
Street Cert new work nigga go and get
Street Cert new work nigga go and get that uh

I been on my grind so long
Boy I can't stop

They keep telling me
To talk my shit so imma do it

Yeah
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Big money all I kno
So I'mma talk that shit
N the club like f*ck it
Imma spark my shit
I feel a vibe
When I pull up
And park my shit
On the road I double up
Shit it make more sense
What we talking bout
I'm the hottest out
More money more problems
Can't figure em out
But I know how to get shit
Poppin when is the drought
And I kno I all you really
Don't live what y talking bout
Get money up north
Now I'm bout to f*ck up the south
Two 40 them bitches on me
Just to even it out
Oh yeah my money str8
Had to Seam that route
Look nigga imma shot caller
Prolly throw the scope on
If the shot further
I done made it here nigga
Time to work harder
Hit the block for a profit
Just move smarter
I'm n the kitchen now
Nigga I'm a pot smoker
Nah really nigga
I can get the pot smoking
Big Rocks at the bottom
Looking like the ocean
Now let's scoop em out
I been dream chasing
On a money route
I get str8 to it
I tried to tell em
On my last shit
I'm improving
Now a young nigga ballin
You can check the movement
Hold up you
I stop everything moving
Get money nigga
I ain't gone stop doing it
And I'm gone n shots my only warning

I been on my grind so long
Boy I can't stop

They keep telling me
To talk my shit so imma do it

Yeah

I been chasing paper
So money ain't a issue nigga
Been hood like good work and pistols nigga
Skip school f*ck work I'm too gifted nigga
Look I do came up fast
Foot on the gas
Red line digital dash
I like it I buy it
Don't look at the tag
My last trap was so heavy
I ain't look at the bag damn
I'm so gone
I prolly never look back
Momma said boy you a star that's facts
Just stay focus stay solid don't crack
Cause when they haters
They put a target on ya back
I told her these jordan 8s
Ain't the only thing strapped
If I could I'll bring all of my niggas back
Free Dre buck home shit how they act
Street Cert new work nigga go and get
Street Cert new work nigga go and get that uh

I been on my grind so long
Boy I can't stop

They keep telling me
To talk my shit so imma do it

Yeah
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Writer: Brandon Sanders
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