Don't Talk to Me
Album: Life After Cash Money
Release Date: 7/27/04
Label: Koch Records
Explicit version of "Don't Talk to Me" lyrics
Boy
Ain't nobody wanna holla
Four and a half heart now everybody wanna holla
If you ain't keep it real
Don't talk to me
Now that I'm back on my feet
Don't talk to me
When you see me in the streets
Don't talk to me
Act like you don't know me
Don't talk to me
I don't wanna holla
You know how it is when you ballin'
But the day you fall off
Niggas be acting funny
Used to sweat you hard
You screening all your calls
You ain't working with nothing
You ain't working with nothing
You sayin' to yourself
I'ma get you
I got a K beg for you
I'm here to clear my name up and while I'm doin' that
I'm bout to f*** the game up
Now I'm on the grind just getting my change up
The tables done turned
If you ain't keep it real
Don't talk to me
Now that I'm back on my feet
Don't talk to me
When you see me in the streets
Don't talk to me
Act like you don't know me
Don't talk to me
I don't wanna holla
When I was on my ass
Niggas would shoot you and look what the dope done him
Niggas done me bad
Now they see me shining and holla
Ain't nothing
Only real niggas can holla at me for a feature
B**** niggas
So don't attempt to holla and waste my time
I don't want cha number
I don't want your tracks
I don't want no crap
'Cause I know its fake
I'm back now
And I feel like Ludacris
Get out the way
If you ain't real
Don't talk to me
Now that I'm back on my feet
Don't talk to me
When you see me in the streets
Don't talk to me
Act like you don't know me
Don't talk to me
I don't wanna holla
Ooh they got these niggas
Be getting busted with like five
Go to the feds looking at life be home in about 3 years
You know something ain't right with that
Don't talk to me
You done got an early release
Don't talk to me
Lookin' at life and done three
Don't talk to me
I know you work for the police
Don't talk to me
I don't wanna holla
Man I ain't lying
You don't know who is who
Niggas play hard
Get off the deal of rap
Look up next week
Scared to go to the pen
Calling me collect
Trying to talk in codes
I ain't the one to play
Everybody know you got half the city busted
Boy you down bad
I thought you was a G
You went against the code
You lost your ghetto past going against the grain
Boy that's sour
I hope it rain on you and you got shocked by that wire
Don't talk to me
You done got an early release
Don't talk to me
Lookin' at life and done three
Don't talk to me
I know you work for the police
Don't talk to me
I don't wanna holla
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