Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit   Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood   You know what I mean?   Fucking head blown off nigga, you know?      They, they talking that, that gangsta shit   They ain't about that man, matter of fact   Hand me my strap, show me where they at   I'll stop 'em from talking like that      They, they talking that, that gangsta shit   They ain't about that man, matter of fact   Hand me my strap, show me where they at   I'll stop 'em from talking like that      I'm the talk to hit every barber shop and beauty salon   'Cause these other niggas that rap ain't on the shit that I'm on   'Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a gat   Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in the Mack      But when I come through, shh the talking stop   My money long now, I can make the Pope get shot   Now, we can blow an hour talking bout the stones I rock   All the hoes I got, 'cause he stunts in the drop      Now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on that killa shit   That been mobbed the bad man, bitchy as guerrilla shit   I'm marking my music like diesel on the block   So if you with me you gon' eat and you gon' starve if you not      Weed smokers love me like they love Buddha   I'll send your kids through the shooter   Crip niggas love me like they love Hoova   They tell me see careful good      'Cause niggas wanna see like you   They ain't used to a G like you, bam      They, they talking that, that gangsta shit   They ain't about that man, matter of fact   Hand me my strap, show me where they at   I'll stop 'em from talking like that      They, they talking that, that gangsta shit   They ain't about that man, matter of fact   Hand me my strap, show me where they at   I'll stop 'em from talking like that      You think you a killer but we gonna just pay 'em a visit   Put the potato in the barrel so nobody hear it   I keep a holster on my shoulder like I'm John Wayne   Shooting these niggas lights out like Lebron James      Holla my name, gimme a reason to see you bleeding   After you feel these hollow tips, nigga, then we eating   Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the chamber   Ain't nothing like when you get popped and don't know who to blame      A nigga told me, "Do your dirt all by your lonely"   So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 couldn't even hold me   I'm waiting, anticipating to put a nigga under   Smoking like we some Jamaicans fucking with this ganja      Ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a must   Bad as I want to, some shit I just don't discuss   So point him out and watch how I knock him off   Everywhere you bitches go, I got a nigga watching y'all   Motherfuckers      They, they talking that, that gangsta shit   They ain't about that man, matter of fact   Hand me my strap, show me where they at   I'll stop 'em from talking like that      They, they talking that, that gangsta shit   They ain't about that man, matter of fact   Hand me my strap, show me where they at   I'll stop 'em from talking like that      Come on, nigga   I ain't here to make no friends, just cut the checks   I got a long pump that'll put your stupid ass up in steps   Begging niggas don't understand though   Probably 'cause my hand glow when I'm anticipating the lambo      Lean out my bucket for niggas thinking they Rambo   You get one warning so I suggest you let your man know   These rap niggas portray to be tough, nobody acting soft   'Til they laid out in the hospital, eating applesauce      Usually for yapping off and turn apologetic   Waving a white flag, the danger they might have   My niggas buying so much ammo if you reach in the couch   For loose change, you'll probably feel on the handle      Holding sixteens to get your bandages and broke bones   So I suggest you get alarm systems in both homes   There's only one team on top, we number one with a glock   Don't fuck around and get your dumb ass shot      They, they talking that, that gangsta shit   They ain't about that man, matter of fact   Hand me my strap, show me where they at   I'll stop 'em from talking like that      They, they talking that, that gangsta shit   They ain't about that man, matter of fact   Hand me my strap, show me where they at   I'll stop 'em from talking like that