Niguz Talk Shit

[Verse 1: Buckshot]

Somebody call the morgue, I just caught a DOA

Two to the head, I shot the bitch in broad day

No joke, I smoke gunshots you heard from blocks and blocks

I bust Mac-10s, oo-wops and Glocks

Shit, killing every nigga in sight

Bust a cap and crack a joke over your grave like Dolemite

'Cause I'm a sick-ass nigga with no brains

Burst in flames, turn the mic into bloodstains

Any thought I think, you blink and drink death

So, I rip the mic and pat my nigga to the left

5 Ft. Accelerator, greater than your crew

Bring in your whole mob, motherfucker, you're still through

Yo, nigga, where's my four-fifth?

I got more riff for any pussy niggas to forfeit

Bring it on, what? I got no shame

Buckshot's in the house and you know my name

[Chorus]

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill

[Verse 2: Buckshot]

Slow it down one pitch for that ho with the lick

Pass the automatic, I'm about to flip

And spray niggas with my vocal loco B comes express

Lead to the chest penetrate through the vest

And when I roll mad deep, niggas back off

Fucking with Buckshot, it's blood you cough

I don't laugh or joke, I never choke on a blunt

But I choke a stunt if it's beef she want

So bring the motherfucking arrow and I play Rambo

When I shoot the crossbow inside the ho

And her nigga, triggers I'm addicted to

Like angel dust, I bust holes in your crew

You're wack, face the fact, you're all on my jock

To the um tic-toc, I don't pop

So, yo, make way so I can make my debut

I'm funky, but you're Pepe Le Pew

[Chorus]

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill

[Verse 3: Buckshot]

Watch your mouth, nigga, I heard you're talking mad shit

If you're really on my dick, bend, take a lick

Here's your choice 'cause my voice'll break backbones and necks

Who's next to flex and feel the wrath of my Tec?

I spray, no delay, more jabs than Sugar Ray

I murder then I drop dead bodies in the bay

Beats with mad funk, pop the trunk

Play my tape while you lay back, puff the skunk

I'm no joke, I flip the script like De Niro

I'm a four-course meal, you're a one dollar Hero

I'm sorta like the mob when I get the job done

Contracts and all that, guns, guns

So, stay the fuck back or feel the heat from my gat

Buckshot Shorty, see, I always stay strapped

With the nickel nine on my motherfucking waistline

Bitch, you know my name, bring it in

[Chorus]

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

Niggas talk shit, but that ain't my steel'

I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your grill