🎵 Talk About It // by G Perico

6 Contributors Talk About It Lyrics [Intro] (Khaliel) [Verse 1] From the pen to the streets Straight to the hood, same day I got released Dug up my money, one hundred forty G's On the side of the house on 111th East I'm a nigga where I come from Niggas call me Scrilla where I come from It's a whole gang of killin' where I come from Ain't no tellin' who snitchin' where I come from No parole, I'm free Every day I used to duck the LAPD Every play that I make is to motivate the streets I got pink slips, deeds and LLCs Rollie on my wrist, I just hit Success is what it reprеsent Still dressed up likе an east side Crip Everywhere I go I'm on my east side shit I learned how to drive in an '85 Cutlass 38th, first gun I ever busted 108th, first time I got busted Eatin' spreads out the liquor store, I really come from nothin' [Chorus] I could talk about the life 'cause I live it I could talk about money 'cause I get it I could talk about foreigns 'cause I drive those I could slide through the city with my eyes closed I could talk about comin' up from nothin' Made a lot of money, but I'm still in the struggle I could talk about all types of street shit And how niggas mad 'cause they thought I wouldn't be shit (Yeah, uh) [Verse 2] I was writin' four-page letters from a cell In 2012, givin' niggas hell In 2012, it was a drought on the yayo Don't care what it cost, bring it through, I'ma pay, bro Slammed the gavel and the judge said, "Case closed" Hit the county, it was back-to-back fades for me 'Cause I'm from BGC We beef with the biggest gangs on the street Hit the back of the dorm, move the bunks out the way 'Fore a nigga get me, I'm tryna knock off his face Ayy, ayy, Broadway, nigga, get up fool You got five fades in the back, they all head ups [Chorus] I could talk about the life 'cause I live it I could talk about money 'cause I get it I could talk about foreigns 'cause I drive those I could slide through the city with my eyes closed I could talk about comin' up from nothin' Made a lot of money, but I'm still in the struggle I could talk about all types of street shit And how niggas mad 'cause they thought I wouldn't be shit