Marcel Dixon - Just Speaking Lyrics

It's Cellooo
1700 nigga, you know how it be
Northeast block, 80220, you know the code
Uh, yeah, kickin' in doors
Uh, first of all, I wanna thank y'all for the platform
Cause now I'ma talk my shit up on the beat and get a bag for it
Don't think shit's sweet, niggas always actin' like shit's sweet
Well, I can't wait to meet me, I'ma show you what it be
I been in my bag, been in my lab, as you can f*ckin' see
I hope you little niggas know that y'all can't f*ck with me
I keep a pole, I promise it'll be you before it's me
I lost a couple niggas to the system, to the streets
That's why I keep a strap
1700 Northeast block don't f*ck around and get popped
Uh, yeah
556s hit your shit, call you Cheddar Bob
Uh, yeah, we call you Cheddar Bob
I done took a couple L's, but I took them to the chin
If I call your ass my brother, then I'll treat you like some kin
If it ain't about a bag, I don't even wanna holla
I remember I was broke, niggas couldn't give a dollar
Now I'm up, I pop my collar, that's why they call me Big Baller, yeah
Ah, that's why they call me Big Baller
Lil nigga wanted clout, so we gave his ass a spotlight
40 with a flash, blind his ass, leave em cockeyed
I'm havin' motion, and they see it, but they don't like that
That's why I'm layin' low, I'm doin' well, gettin' money
They don't like that
F*ckin' with the suckas make you a sucks
Yeah, I don't play that
Pick your side and choose it wisely, you a brother
Uh, yeah, so choose wisely, you my brother
Pick your side and choose it wisely, you my brother
So tired of all the bullshit
So tired of all that fake love
These bitches want the money, bitch
I just want some real love
I remember when the bitch nonny tried to set me up
Go ask her, bro
Oh, shit, he dead
Go on and dig him up
Go on and dig
Go on and dig him up
Go ask her, bro
Go on and dig him up
Cause if you playin' with my life, lil boy, play it right
Cause if I catch you, Adios
These green tips, they'll get you right, man
Funkin' with the opps and suckas
They don't come outside
He got the low
It's been a year
Is he ever gon' slide
He lost two homies
Almost died
And he still ain't slide
Yeah, he a bitch
He just like RuPaul
Give his ass a pad
He out here leakin'
Yeah, his ass ain't wanna ball
I showed him how to ball
Take his ass to the mall
But now his ass is out here bitchin'
He really wanna fall
Yeah
Hey
I said he really wanna fall
His ass is out here bitchin' cause he really wanna fall
He really wanna fall nigga
Aye
Cello
1700 Northeast block
Nigga
You know how we doin'
I'm comin' in the booth
Nigga
The first drop
Aye
Comin' soon
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