Talkin Gangsta (Clean) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[D]Ay yo, another exclusive,
A -Z,
Tony
Sunshine, [Bm]let's [D]thug it out, quiet
[Bm]money[D][Bm]
[Cm]Let me spell it for [Bm]ya,
I'm a baller like
Delahoya, you do reporter
Me, [D]I'm sickin' my dogs on the drivers,
no daughters
I do got a few
[Bm]Spanish sup[D]porters, I loan
When I first saw
Coke vanish in [Bm]water, I'm all for the
Hand to hand, on the corners we dance
Before [D]them boys had
a chance to land on us
Half
[D]Latin, got it pop[Bm]pin',
now what's happen[D]in'
Catch me out in the
Hamptons, that'll lower
Manhattan
[Bm]Macarena, [D]just get[Bm]tin'
back from the
Caymans, they gam[Cm]in'
It's that sim[Bm]ple, [D]I'm the last
Ro[Bm]manian in [D]motion
Been [Bm]coastin',
been across the
Mediterranean
[D]Ocean
To me it's plain de[Bm]votion, so
SOS don't stop,
SOS don't cop block
C
[D]SOS inside,
SOS cop from
Poppy
SOS smokes his pop,
pose [Bm]up like the
[D]Nazis
Approach him not on both coasts,
he [Bm]died deep
Support my niggas in sub -nords
Support my niggas that be [D]holdin'
the streets down
Support my [Bm]bitches that fuck
Get up, stand up[D], stand up,
show love and let them guns
Support [Bm]my niggas in sub -nords
[D]Support my niggas that be holdin'
the streets [Bm]down
Support my bitches that fuck
[D]Get up, stand up, stand up,
[Bm]show love and let them guns go
Shuffle the deck, this is space,
leave the jokers in
What [D]you expect, it ain't just music,
fast pokin' in
Cut [Bm]you a check,
now the hood start [D]clos[Bm]in' in
[D]Fuck your respect,
you fuckin' with older [Bm]men
Purchase a [D]tech [Bm]now, get you a road dog
In circles like a set [D]now, cop you an old
Ford
Black the windows out,
build [Bm]you a [D]stash [Bm]spot
[D]Move like you in the
South, kick your [Bm]ass shot
[D]Farm to clap that, [Bm]get ball,
get back, slap trap
Cause you [D]wanna be large
like [Bm]you some rap cat
[D]Kickin' that killer shit,
pro[Bm]ject gorilla [D]shit[Bm]
Money's a magnet to all the madness
To all the [D]crap shit that cause all the havoc
All ain't lavish till you shift and establish
Fully flip the switch to zip on the address
[Bm]So all my niggas in sub -n[D]orms
So [Bm]all my niggas that be
[D]holdin' the streets
down
[Bm]So all my bitches that go
Get [D]up, stand up, stand up,
show love, and let the guns
[Bm]So all my niggas in sub -n[D]orms
So all my [Bm]niggas [D]that be
holdin' the streets
[Bm]You know what it is,
and my bitch is a fool
Get up, [D]stand up, stand up,
show [Bm]love and let them guns go
Nothin' is sincere, real niggas,
they sense fear
You can't but [D]pit here,
just dis the list here
Washed and fenced here,
parked and fenced [Bm]here
[D]Corpsed up, tossed in the trunk,
the same [Bm]bitch
Get your mind [Bm]right, get your con tight
Fuck the [D]limelight and fuck
if you rhyme nice
Less im[Bm]pression and more direc[D]tion
And you too can stack your paper
like a con[Bm]cession stand
It's all fact, nothin' second [Bm]hand
In all black,
nigga [D]stand [Bm]like the [D]fuckin' man
Give me a [Bm]few and I'll show [D]you
just how to [Bm]cut your cramps
[D]And t[Bm]hat one i[D]s on me, n[Bm]o fee
So all my niggas is up [D]now
[Bm]So all my ni[D]ggas that be
holdin' the streets now
So all my bitches that [Bm]fuck
[D]Get up, stand up, stand up,
show love and let the guns
[Bm]So all my niggas is [D]up now
So all my [Bm]niggas [D]that be
holdin' the streets now
You know what [Bm]it is,
my bitches at fuck
Get up, [D]stand up, stand up,
show love an[Bm]d let them guns go
you