Lil’ O I Don't Talk Lyrics

Da Fat Rat Wit da Cheese Track Listing
  • 1 Da Fat Rat Wit da Cheese
  • 2 The Throwdest
  • 3 Thug Niggas, Part 2
  • 4 What Fo'
  • 5 Beg, Steal and Borrow
  • 6 I'm Ready
  • 7 Ooh Wee
  • 8 Slow Down
  • 9 Back Back
  • 10 We Ain't Broke No Mo
  • 11 After the Club (skit)
  • 12 Choo Choo
  • 13 Bend Ya Knees (Do Ya Thang)
  • 14 Can't Tell 'Em Nothing (skit)
  • 15 I Wonder Why
  • 16 Hold It Down
  • 17 I Don't Talk
  • 18 Playas Get Chose
  • 19 Revenge
  • 20 My Loved Ones
  • [talking]
    Go to war, go to war
    Bitch nigga, bitch nigga, go to war
    Go to war (bitch nigga), go to war (bitch nigga)
    Bitch nigga yeah, what-what, yeah

    [Lil' O]
    Nigga I ain't gon play, and talk to you
    I'ma get the AK, and the chop for you
    How you walk around bumping, when you glockless fool
    Make niggaz gon play around, and try to box with you
    I'ma box you up, put you in a casket
    Cause niggaz get blasted, instead of they ass kicked
    In the 7-1-Tre, this shit is drastic
    Niggaz disappearing round this bitch, like magic
    I outlasted boys, cause I out-blasted boys
    Mashed on niggaz, whole crews got destroyed
    Hopped out of Houpes, with my K making noise
    To this day I got niggaz, running round paranoid
    Saying Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, man he after me
    Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, gon blast on me
    I didn't go nowhere, cause I owe Fat Rat some cheese
    And if he catch me, Fat Rat gon make me a casualty

    [Hook x2]
    Nigga I don't talk, or do no discussing
    I pick up that K, and start to head busting
    Leave a nigga face down, red like a Russian
    Then scratch off in the night for real, it ain't nothing

    [Lil' O]
    I got a AK-47, with bullets like cone heads
    And when I let it loose, it eat niggaz like corn bread
    You niggaz wanna fuck with me, well gon head
    I turn white T's, and jeans to tone red
    With my fifty shot AK, bitch nigga eater
    Twitch blips, like a stick shift on a Feeter
    Split like lips, when you hit with the heater
    Chew like chick lips, like you bit by a beaver
    Whoa, nigga it go down for real
    When the slugs hit your chest, and spin you round like wheels
    And fill your body with about, fifty pounds of steel
    Here go some words of advice, sit down and chill
    Cause playing round here, gonna get you done
    They playing round bees, gonna get you stung
    I'm a made nigga playa, I can get you hung
    But I'd rather get the K, and let it rip your lungs

    [Hook x2]

    [Lil' O]
    Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze, boy I rip up blocks
    When I make my K, hiccup shots
    Are you a fool but I'm stupid I'm cupid, I hit your heart
    Don't make a nigga come, get you marks cause I will
    Make you niggaz hit the flo' and lie still
    When I grab the K, and bust like Wild Bill
    Y'all niggaz talk and play, I kill
    I think y'all better leave me alone, like Ideal
    Cause I ain't Mr. Friendly, or aww he's cute
    I'm Mr. AK, Mr. Aim-Cock-And-Shoot
    I'm Mr. Come-Through-In-A-Lexus, and pop the roof
    On all you hating ass niggaz, that's off of Screw
    Talking down on a playa, cause I got them figgas
    And I ride around in a drop, knocking Jigga
    And I stay on my note, like a opera singer
    And y'all wanna hate on me, boy I'm not the nigga

    [Hook x2]

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