Talk About It Lyrics - The Lox

Talk about it 

You don't live it, you talk about it 

Talk about it 

You don't live it, you talk about it 

Niggas talking it but ain't living it 

Read it and weep on him 

His jewelry look cheap on him 

Them goons gonna sleep on him 

Late night they gone creep on him 

Man, talk about it the hood 

Talk about them guns, talk about them bitches, talk about it your ones 

You don't live it, you just talk about it 

Counting blood money in the telly 

I'm hanging up, talking drug money on the celly 

Nice whip, bigger houses, bitch ain't blind, she see a nigga outfit 

Gansta mobsta, I'm in the outfit 

Mafioso, Trey Ocho 

Either pays up or sprays up the popo 

Your gangsters local, mine is bi-costal, rather worldwide 

I used to sling girl on my girl ride, hoping that the world die 

Heart darker then Gotham 

Raised by wolves, this rich nigga's a problem 

Know about stardom, top down in Harlem 

Rock the Apollo, rocked out the Garden 

Milk white whip, I'm lactose intolerant 

Yeah, I'm a ghost but I got goons and goblins, nigga 

Read it and weep on him 

His jewelry look cheap on him 

Them goons gonna sleep on him 

Late night they gone creep on him 

Man, talk about it the hood 

Talk about them guns, talk about them bitches, talk about it your ones 

You don't live it, you just talk about it 

Talk about it, no, be about it 

Inquiring minds wanna know if he about it 

Nothing can really go down unless he allow it 

Cause his arm in the hood is as strong as a kilo of powder 

Next question is what it cook like, though? 

And it sound good, but that ain't what it look like, though 

Life's a bitch and I can't wait to book that hoe 

I ain't no rapper, dog, I'm a crook that flow 

Yo whip cost a half a mil, talk about it 

When you see my shit parked, walk around it 

You could just smell my weed and cough around it 

Ain't no need trying to leave, you're all surrounded 

You gonna learn the hell fire's real 

When the king talk, you can't tell sire to chill 

He'll have your body all in the ground with chalk around it 

And that's something to talk about, so talk about it 

Read it and weep on him 

His jewelry look cheap on him 

Them goons gonna sleep on him 

Late night they gone creep on him 

Man, talk about it the hood 

Talk about them guns, talk about them bitches, talk about it your ones 

You don't live it, you just talk about it 

Heavy verse, you tell me what you buying 

Feel free to just stop lying 

You ain't get a deal yet, stop trying 

Why you going through her phone? Stop spying 

Niggas talking it, it's unfortunate, you ain't popping nothing, nigga, put a cork in it 

I bagged up kilos for real 

I was in the street waving that steel 

Fighting in the street, they cut my nigga Bill 

When your homies die it take time to heal 

I been hard as nail 

I swam with the whale 

I been had money, I just never had the sales 

Couple million sold, probably went gold 

The same chick you dating drink my whole load 

Bow down to the great, nigga, I'm straight 

But why you on camera if you really moving weight? 

Read it and weep on him 

His jewelry look cheap on him 

Them goons gonna sleep on him 

Late night they gone creep on him 

Man, talk about it the hood 

Talk about them guns, talk about them bitches, talk about it your ones 

You don't live it, you just talk about it 

Niggas talking it but they aint living it 

You don't live it, you just talk about it 

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