What U Talkin Bout

If you a fuck nigga, keep my name out yo mouth
 If you a tough nigga, I'll come aim at ya house!
 I got a lotta bands and I got a lotta clout
 If it ain't bout them bands, nigga, what ya talkin' bout?
 Young nigga, whachya talkin' bout? I don't care whachya talkin' bout
 (I do not care)
 Mama said why all this cash up in 'er house?
 Sorry, momma, I don't know whachya talkin' bout
 Glizzy got the pounds, smoke out the ounce
 Bitch I'm talkin' bout almost a ticket fo' the house
 Bet ya neva had 200 000 in yo couch
 Ouch, shit make a pussy nigga pout
 Police kick the door, don't know what they talkin' bout
 I won't run my mouth, snitchers get put in the ground
 You can ask around, I'm the hottest guy in town
 I neva seen them out, don't know what they talkin' bout
 They ain't keep it 100 when they see me comin' up
 Streets hottest youngin, no, bitch, I'm just warming up
 Chichi on my chain, bet you'll neva see it tucked
 You run up, you get bust, show you I don't give no fucks
 My young niggas be geekin
 They be wylin' fo' no reason
 Got goodmen, gotta keep em
 Niggas switch up like the season
 I'm not havin no meeting
 Put that nigga in the cement
 Bitch nigga we not beefing
 Or your family won't be eating
 If you come to my house
 You see that chopper on the couch
 Smoking on that OG, shit turned me to Mr. Chow
 He can't afford an ounce
 So he smoke on Black and Milds
 This shit I got too loud
 Can't hear shit he talkin' bout
 Realest young nigga comin' straight up out the slums
 Glizzy Glizzy bitch the king of district of columb
 Ask any of my strippers, but they neva see no-one
 Lil nigga, you my son, fucked yo sister and yo moms