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Amir Jamm - Stick Talk Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, this shit off the top, man
(Run that up, Rico)
But you already knew that, yeah
Southside, Southside shit (Okay, yeah)
(Grrrt, fire)

[Chorus]
Pussy nigga get caught out the bounce
Pussy nigga get shot, try shoot (Tried shoot)
Run up on me, this .9 will do you (This .9)
Run up on me, my mans will do you (My mans)
That stick talk, I run the streets with a hit squad
Big dutty 19, hit you
I'm with a killer, killings, yeah, my niggas don’t spare none, yeah (Nah)
When niggas they pop out, they get shot down, bloody flame some (Flame)
Leave the boy leaking right at the tunnel (Leave)
You gon' get hit up playin' your strip (Play)
Niggas die by this shit (Niggas die)
Can’t ask your big homie to save you (Yеah)
Niggas get left in that car, dead (For rеal)

[Verse 1]
Searchin' for bodies, my brother I was searchin' for bodies (No bap)
Ain't no static (Nah)
Niggas don't want no static (Nah)
Nigga got left, tried to do the dash (Do the dash)
Crazy thing about it, his man ain't shoot
When I'm runnin' these streets, everybody ’round me shootin’
Thinkin' I won’t, but I do it (I do it)
Wipe that boy (Pussy), let's wrap him up (Wrap him up)
Who that man? He spying on us (He spying)
Watch that van, line it up (Yeah)
On that car, fire it up (On that car)
You know that my head high, yeah (My head high)
Sometimes I go MIA (MIA)
At the end of the day, I'm straight (I'm good)
He alive, but that nigga, he vegetable (Oh, yeah)
Know you want give up (Give up)
Know you want give up (Oh, yeah-yeah)
Smoking broccoli in the beef (Yeah)
He turned to broccoli ’cause the beef
On that corner, like he a junkie how he in the streets (For real, though)
(No bap)
[Chorus]
Pussy nigga get caught out the bounce
Pussy nigga get shot, try shoot (Grrrt)
Run up on me, this .9 will do you
Run up on me, my mans will do you
That stick talk, I run the streets with a hit squad
Big dutty 19, hit you
I'm with the killy killas, yeah, my niggas don't spare none, yeah (Grrt, for real, for real)
When niggas they pop out, they get shot down, bloody flame some (Shot down)
Leave the boy leaking right at the tunnel (Leave)
You gon' get hit up playin' your strip (Oh, yeah-yeah)
Niggas die by this shit (Yeah, yeah)
Can't ask your big homie to save you (Nah)
Niggas get left in that car, dead

[Verse 2]
Choppa in the backyard (Backyard)
Keep spittin', don't stop (Keep spittin')
It gets hard, but we very smart (Very smart)
Pass me the addy, bro, put a beam right on his chest, oh, yeah yeah
Said he can't wait to see his dawgs, nigga, he next (He next, huh, get 'em)
Get stretched, give him extra (Extra)
Red flag on the G-27, leave the boy lookin' like ketchup (Bloody)
Stick talk, ain't with that shit that we about
Send him out with murder route (Murder route)
Probably the reason you heard about us
[Bridge]
187, free my dawgs (Grrt-grrt)
Southside shit (Southside)
(Murder route, murder route)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (17)
Fuck these niggas, they with the opps
They gon' get it too, for real

[Chorus]
Pussy nigga get caught out the bounce (Yeah)
Pussy nigga get shot, tried shoot (Tried shoot)
Run up on me, this .9 will do you (This .9)
Run up on me, my mans will do you (My mans)
That stick talk (Stick), I run the streets with a hit squad (The hit)
Big dutty 19, hit you (It hit you)
I'm with the killy killas, yeah, my niggas don't spare none, yeah
When niggas they pop out, they get shot down, bloody flame some
Leave the boy leaking right at the tunnel (Leave)
You gon' get hit up playin' your strip (Your strip)
Niggas die by this shit (Yeah, yeah)
Can't ask your big homie to save you (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas get left in that car, dead