Young Boy Talk (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)

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Look ni**a I'm the rawest the mu'f**kin' animal

Want war One phone call is how I handle you whew

On the grind you p**sy ni**a's hate

B**ch I'm out in different states politic'n and gettin' cake

Fill my lungs with the best w**d pockets with them dollar signs

Run with them niggas holdin' Glocks like it's columbine pop pop pop

I'm a star ain't a choice so I gotta shine

Far as Pittsburgh I'm the voice so I gotta rhyme

Grind all the time ever since the first day

Now I'm gettin' cake like everyday became my birthday

Something like an earthquake the way this sh*t drop

I be at the tip top posted with a big knot

You ain't know ho you sit at home and just watch

Less then haters stone cold spectators

Same lame's turn out to be investigators

No where near comfortable need extra paper

Got the city on smash the streets on lock

A hundred real niggas with their heats on cock

Got my pockets on swole still need more gwap

Plus the hood say they love to hear the young boy talk

Got the city on smash the streets on lock

A hundred real niggas with their heats on cock

Got my pockets on swole still need more gwap

Plus the hood say they love to hear the young boy talk

Ay ay

The jeans spent about a buck 45 on them

If he trick the team buck 45's on him

When we hit the scene the club hoes just pile on him

You scrubs show them groupies love I just style on them

Seen me and my guys blow a couple thou on 'em

But don't trip I'm with a clique that's know to wild stump ya

F**k around dump ya

You ain't heard we in the Burgh

Ni**a's put they gun down f**k around jump ya

Leave ya slump with ya block knocked off

I be ridin' something classic with the top dropped off

Roll the w**d in the Rillo

I made it out of nothing around them thieves and offenders

Ride with keys in they fenders

Now we all big spenders

You could ask about them they don't know it's me

Cuz you smell dro blow about a elbow

This sh*t is fun for me I been eatin'

You niggas dumb hungry I dear one of you to come for me

Got the city on smash the streets on lock

A hundred real niggas with their heats on cock

Got my pockets on swole still need more gwap

Plus the hood say they love to hear the young boy talk

Got the city on smash the streets on lock

A hundred real niggas with their heats on cock

Got my pockets on swole still need more gwap

Plus the hood say they love to hear the young boy talk