Talkin Aint Walkin Lyrics - The One And Only - Lil Wyte

[Chorus:] 

Hatas' talkin' 

But hatas ain't walkin' 

Until this fucking fight 

These hatas ain't walkin' 

Until this 

Bitch slap that sucka! 

Bitch slap that sucka! 

Bitch slap that sucka! 

Bitch slap that sucka! 

Hatas' talkin' 

But hatas ain't walkin' 

Until this fucking fight 

These hatas ain't walkin' 

Until this 

Bitch slap that sucka! 

Bitch slap that sucka! 

Bitch slap that sucka! 

Bitch slap that sucka! 

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Yeah they call me Lil' Wyte 

I'm back out on tha grind 

I'm drankin' everyday 

I'm smokin' on some pine 

I gotta do it big 

Until the day I day 

You cool with me in my face 

But a hater in disguise (What?) 

You can get slapped down 

When I'm your town 

Poppin' off some rounds 

When I'm on that crown 

We usually pull up slow 

With lights off and guns drawn 

Everything bout to go 

You ain't no hood ? might go home 

Take it easy 

They don't want shit 

Except yo life 

They'll even take a small fry 

Some coke and your wife 

You should of thought about circumstances 

Repercussions and consequences 

But you didn't 

Now your swimmin' somewhere in the Mississippi 

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I ain't goin' no where 

I been chillin' in the same cut 

Smokin' on the same blunt 

Feelin' on the same butt 

Still fuck with the six 

Still roll wit some killas' 

Still hang wit a big cliche 

And kick it wit drug dealers 

So, whatcha' wanna do? 

I can have your whole crew 

Hog tied, buried alive 

Underneath the swimmin' pool 

But, no I'm not a evil dude 

In fact I'm pretty fuckin' humble 

Four hundred thousand records 

In the pit, ya hear my stomach bubble 

I'm just gettin' started pimpin' 

You ain't seen retarded pimpin' 

Fuck it, I'll be modest to me 

I'm the fucking hardest pimpin' 

I can't spit it harmless 

And horrific and the same time 

Kill ya, bring ya to life 

And get ya high with the same rhyme 

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OK you, ask me how I do it 

I call it white boy magic 

I'm not the only one rich 

I just flash it with a passion 

Shoulda been missin' in action 

But now I'm back 

White rappers better duck and hide 

And for all the hatas I have arrived 

So guard your grill 

And avert your eyes 

Smoke on, keep cheifin' 

Ain't tryin' to ruin your weekend 

But I'll fuck your mother though 

And show you the real me 

Then I'm theifin' 

I be grindin' 

While you whinin' 

I be shinin' like a diamond 

You thought that this dirt would still get work 

Even if I was a realtor buildin' dollars 

But, keep your head up 

I was not tryin' to destroy your dreams 

Like Katt Williams said "It's all good pimpin', you can hate on me" 

The more you talk 

The more it let me know 

How walkers do it faster 

Keep your mouth open 

Runnin' at all times 

Motha fucka 

[Chorus]