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(Intro) P back, I don’t fuck with no snitches main That Jose Caseco shit Nigga, this ain’t the open aye We get rid of niggas if they come playin like that I’m bout my paper nigga (Hook) I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose If you got a zip, then bring that ok Don’t bring that flat shit, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose (Verse) I’m riding round here getting it, the first key for 30 Get a plug on these chickens, gotta be up early My cousin whippin that white, call that bitch molly Keep that pistol on me cause ain’t nobody smilin Nigga try to play me, I don’t take no shorts This this ain’t a date, you can’t get no change of hearts You got 4 ways to flip it, a duffle bag of that money You ain’t right with my chains, nigga them young niggas be comin Letras de cancionesWe don’t fuck with no snitches, all about that paper Battles on that molly we a body bag them haters All I wear is Louie, all I rock is Louie Free C murda and fuck the grand jury! (Hook) I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose If you got a zip, then bring that ok Don’t bring that flat shit, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose (Verse) Niggas talk that brick talk, bend up 2 falls Them bricks they rerock, we still gonn get it all Find my whip up a quarter brick, my young niggas with the shit A fuck never bad bitches, eat pussy and sucking dick We been flexin and trickin niggas, a half to a whole thang 1 to a 2, with the profit of figurine 3 bitches cookin naked, I ship it I whip it ready My truck was on 26’s, now it’s on 27 Get on dope and no limit, he’s got that shit, he’s authentic Know we was down for a minute, but I hit licks for a living You niggas talk that brick talk, that ain’t molly, that’s bad son So I got 4 ways whatever, you niggas talkin my head off (Hook) I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose If you got a zip, then bring that ok Don’t bring that flat shit, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose (Verse) I don’t know much about these niggas, could be robbers or coppers If ya can’t look me in my eyes, then he disguised the impostor, I’m saying I’m block choppin, my bitch a doctor, my legal plate My shrimp and lobster, steak on my plate that’s everyday I’m whippin, flippin, I’m on a mission, I’m trickin tickets I’m driving, I’m flying, I’m swimming, I get postal with it I’m costal with it, left the pussy, I’m supposed to miss it You sleepin dreamin and growin with it, she hoing with it I drop a pack loud on my back the hoe gonn go and get it She know what’s up, when we double up, we goin missin The blow torrific, client flyin and the money pitchin And when we finish, blowin up so they never forget it (Hook) I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose If you got a zip, then bring that ok Don’t bring that flat shit, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose No way Jose, no way Jose I talk that brick talk, so bring that 4 way Don’t bring that strapped on, no way Jose From Letras Mania