P Money

If Mans Talking Songtext / Lyric


P Money - If Mans Talking Songtext


If man's talking like he's the shooter

Wait here, I'll get the shooter

Come back with Blacks letting off a ruga

Head scattered, somebody get a hoover

I'm naturally cold, them man need a tutor

Moving, go and get a ruler

Gassed up, playing too much computer

Man says 'allow it', what a loser



YOU FOOL You're on a Q ting

Man disagrees, man get a new ting

Come to your rave blacked out on a crew ting

Straight to the door, its not a cue ting

Bouncers are hyping, I'll remove him

Back seats full up, so it's a boot ting

After the rave bare cars get taken

Now for you it's a bus or a shoe ting






If I hear man talking about shooting

HEAD GONE I just shoot him

It's a par when man has a mood swing

22 shots, bare legs moving

Can you see how many man that you're losing?

After this you better do some recruiting

Them man are on an 8 mil' hype

You see me I'm on a Mac 10 or an Uz' ting



I pull the trigger, bare bodies oozing

The ting don't jam, fam it's a new ting

I get the info from your next girl

Catch man slipping when he's out with his new ting

Man ring my phone on the rude ting

SAFE, COOL watch how the mood swings

Come with Lil' D, Jams and Blacks

Spray up the yard, I don't care who's in



10 o' clock news FATAL SHOOTING

Dad's upset, jumped on the booze ting

Mum's all crying, can't I.D. man

Face looks mangled BARE CONFUSING

Man's like 'bro' what strap was he using?'

I'm like 'par, that one's amusing'

A man violates and I don't lie

Forget the guns, now it's a new ting



If man's talking like he's a dapper

COOL, SAFE I'll wrap the rapper

Little shot I licked off last summer

Man said he heard it clap from Napa

WHOA big heavy weight gun clapper

No dilly, no dally, no passar

I'm not talking no sexy talk when I tell you that

Shotgun is an eye-catcher



There's not a man that I won't batter

Cause the box that I got ain't a shatter

When my fist in your face go clatter

Both of your cheekbones shatter

Now both sides of your head look fatter

You heard WHACK and your teeth went scatter

You call Tin-tin and his little dog

Dial in Dennis and tell him 'bring Gnasher'



Man shoots better than Kaka

When I got this ting nothing don't matter

If too many man wanna fly

I'll send more man to the moon than NASA

They ain't gonna find you with no tracker

I don't care if you're a big time rapper

Man said 'shut up', I was like COOL

The ting went BOOM, head went SPLATTER



If man's talking like he's the business...

COOL let's do the business

If a man's not sure that I'm on beef

Clap my ting and show man I mean business

I can't see nobody in this

But his friend's talking bare funny business

Hours later the friend went missing

My man should've minded his own business



Now I got man crossed off of the hit list

Bull's-eye, head-shot, man never missed

He would be alive if man never dissed it

But he did so I let rip and I pitched it

YES car, chain, nicked it

Gave him a choice, man never picked it

It's not my fault man said that 'it's war'

I saw the situation and I flipped it



9 BAR stole it from him, flipped it

Now I got man telling me that I dissed it

Man tried to fight me, I went ballistic

My uppercut jabs man, know that I mixed it

BOY man geed me up on the bitched it

My boy was like 'nah P who did this?'

Come to the bitch and he's still wearing lipstick

Now you're lying in a ditch on some pitched it



... If I hear man talking like he's a shooter

Or about any shooting, or like he's a dapper

Or any funny business, I'll just come to your house

And do one of these tings fam



...Madness's ... Jawbone swell up and everything...

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