Gun Do Da Talkin'-Lil Wyte

I don't wanna rapi let my guns do the talkini don't wanna rapi let my guns do the talkin[verse 1 - lil wyte ]now i don't tote aroundor even talk to you chumpsi eat,sleep,get highand even walk with this pumpyou cross me wrong one timeone times to manyi got about a thousand roundsand ill pop off plenty,and i know youngstas in the hoodthat will pop for penny'sso fo a hundred bones you'll wash upon that banks of the sippi.and they virginity they ain't been takinbut they take what shorty lifenow he on his way upstatethey gave a shorty lifethats what i mean when i saywe'll worry bout it laterhe didnt think he just went outand blasted at him a hata.life's too short to not be out herechasin that papa. that's why I don't wanna rapi let my guns do the talkini don't wanna rapi let my guns do the talkin[verse 2 - lil wyte ]now if you see me in the streetsdon't think i wont do sometin crazywalk up with this 380 put it right to ya babyi got kids and i know that could be the worse thing i could doif anyone takes some beef that far there really meanin business foo.so just cooperate and don't make a sudden moveone wrong word could leave some bullets up in youim so gangsta ***** don't even get me twisted,you got past do bills and your brain could get evictedand we don't **** around in the gritty grimy great city of