Luyện nghe bài hát Talking That Talk

Ay!, Houston, (Houston, Texas)
Chamillionaire, The Mixtape
Haha, I feel like niggaz need to some respect off in here mayne
'em the name (tell 'em the name) - Chamillitary mayne

[Chorus:
I ya talkin' that talk, I heard you was talkin' bout me
as I ask who you talkin' too, you reply wit' nah it's not me
No bite for all of that barkin', cow-mad that ain't got me
They ain't keepin' it like they talkin', pussy niggaz is all that I see

You could be hungry, ugly, chubby, homeless, crippled and
And still be off than niggaz talkin lip to a nine
I hit that track wit' Banner, talk that lip to me now
Pussy like to hide, pop up on 'em suprise!
Tired of lettin' niggaz ride gave 'em too many
I'm sick of tryin', sick 'em huh, flippin' and
Now they got me yellin' out WHAT! a skit from Jon
Chamillitary ain't ride, y'all need to quit ya lying
'cause ya know that ya niggaz know they can't stop the giant
It just shows that'll stop the crying, over this spot is mine
Take over it's about the time, I'ma put all these boys in
Couldn't walk a in my shoes but you know can drop and tie em'

Chamillionaire]
I ya talkin' that talk, I heard you was talkin' bout me
Soon as I ask who you talkin' too, you wit' nah it's not me
No bite for all of that barkin', cow-mad y'all ain't got me
They ain't keepin' it real like they talkin', pussy niggaz is all I see

Banner]
If it off, it jumps off - let the front of the pumps off
sumthin' that'll ya fuckin' lump off
I'm bama, think I'm country well I'am bitch
And I got bullets I can share and I ain't
Dirty boy I got just what you
Them slugs that'll fly trees and knock off knees
off kids, knock off peers -
Got beats that'll by ?, wrong-buck get ya throat cut
Catch a 5th, watch yo chest lift
Dope rhymes, the small lines take a sniff
Bitch I'm tryna make ya bleed
Russians bustin' the shit out Apollo creed
ride!

[Chorus:
I hear ya talkin' that talk, I heard you was bout me
as I ask who you talkin' too, you reply wit' nah it's not me
No bite for all of that barkin', cow-mad that y'all got me
They ain't keepin' it real like they talkin', niggaz is all that I see

Respect the messiah, ay where the hell is ya manners
Knock ya off of ya henges you got hit wit a batter-ram
You'll be stupid for challengin', knock ya ya skeleton
You'll be down on the floor a Lil' Flippa or Banner fan
The hustle man, I a grand, that dude in Atlant' it
Then what I do wit it? Flip it, kinda like that that he mad at
I'm talkin' stops when I rocket, it's sendin' you out the
You'll be just timber-in-a-lake like that dude Janet
That get you shot at damaged, I bet that you cry or panic
That could get you cut, beat the hell up, then or vanish
Put ya feet on the concrete, I that you got 'em planted
Now stand-flat, so I can blaat!, make you all your balance

[Chorus:
I ya talkin' that talk, I heard you was talkin' bout me
Soon as I ask who you talkin' too, you reply wit' nah not me
No bite for all of that barkin', cow-mad that ain't got me
They ain't keepin' it real like talkin', pussy niggaz is all that I see