Ain't Talkin Bout Nothing - E-40, G Perico, Vince Staples

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout shit

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout shit

Uh

They ain’t talkin' bout shit, they talking bullshit

Put the rifle to your lip, longer than a pool stick

Walk down to my target, empty out the cartridge

Talking all that nonsense, turned his body to a carcass

My lil niggas heartless, they push the line the hardest

Open a sucker up, like a can of StarKist

Niggas don’t give a fuck and they are not my artist

Line a nigga up, but they are not my barbers

The black man, I want to see the black man having chicken

The woman is influenced by the gram, so she stripping

The other man be running it up, big money he be tripping

My left hand be arguing with my right hand when I’m whipping

Choppers under the cabinets, kitchen drawers and coaches

In the broken down public houses, where nerds get no passes

Got a glue trap for the mouses and a shovel for you snakes

What I say behind your back, I say it to your face

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout shit

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout shit

Yeah look

Shh, be quiet, niggas stop talking so much start sliding

I’m deaf to the bullshit, bullshit, niggas talking bullshit

Cali niggas with an FNN and a full clip

Rich crip, rich gangbanger, still in the hood one million dollars later

Still in the hood after all the times they raided

Fucked around and ended up number one of my generation

Woke up to a view of the city, 655, 50 bitch come ride with me

I got choices, can’t hear you niggas voices

Can’t stop a ghetto nigga that’s focused, bitch I’m explosive

Nigga I’m the shit, bitch I’m the nigga you’ve been tryna fuck with

Ain’t got time for niggas running they mouth

If you ain’t talkin' bout shit, I’m out

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout shit

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig (Norf Side)

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga (Yah, yah)

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout shit

Watchu saying

Watcha know about me, real stump down P

Two fingers, still who bangin'

Blue line station, shoot my patient friends

Fuck the enemy, tell 'em come and get at me

Brown bandana, dub chipping with the shits

Count my stack, then I flip it then I flee

Bad bitch choosing up, hoe you know the fee

Everybody wanna be somebody 'til they rich

Niggas wanna trip, yeah pull up with the stick

Pull up with the stick, pull up, pull up with the stick

Slipping out the limp, now he shooting out the hip

You ain’t walking round busting, you ain’t talkin' bout nothing

Fo, I don’t need a show stole niggas

I’m coming with a couple skinny niggas from Vallejo

Thuggin' with the draco, hunnids in the payroll

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout shit

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nig

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, nigga

You ain’t talkin' bout nothing, you ain’t talkin' bout shit