Don't Be Talking Loud chords by Mr. Capone-E, Mr. Criminal
Verse 1
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Shit, still motherfuckers wanna
run their mouths and shit
Dm
D
But you know what?
We still in this game,
making this better
Southside's most wanted,
criminal component
Bout to let your fucking bosses have it
C
D
Duck, that's it, cause we're
aiming at your motherfucking heads
Ha ha ha ha, yeah
C
D
Lost, S -E -V -I -E -O -C -S -D
Dm
C
-6 -S -1 -8 -O -5, real G
D
Southern California, that's it,
all my riders feel me
High power worldwide,
Dm
harder than a steel beam
D
I had a real dream,
that turned a daily life
Taking my strides
Dm
and representing
C
whether it's wrong or right
D
I'm going low tonight,
talking at a boss and pie
Southern Salih Khalifa
says that every day we run it right
Little homies on the corner,
I said throwin' sides
Dm
Pullin' straps on the time bus
C
and I said go ing blind
D
That's just the way it goes
down on the double S
Double clips, I said best
I hope you got a double vest
Was I brought up, it's a trouble, yes
Dm
And still I perceive this,
C
that's a cheese for the fuck of it
D
This is most wanted,
if they got a problem, suck a dick
Whistle to the homies,
best believe you cannot
duck the click
You best keep walking
while you're talking that bullshit
Cause in the streets,
lovers be eating a food clip
Uh -huh, I ain't trying to ruin your ego
But lovers like you get
killed for the D -Low
Now watch what you say
Bb
D
Because the streets be talking
like all day
Anyways, that's the way the ball bounds
So don't be talking lies,
you might not be around
These lovers ain't got shit to talk about
They say, who's the boss
of that holy damn fool?
C
D
That's 30 for 20 vatos
I put on black, yes me putos
Kaput, a .k .a. cash
I call it like I see it, uh -uh
Got a lot of fuckin' hate, so be it
So -so cuz they're so insecure
You think they hate the belief, huh?
Yeah, sure I'm laughin' as
I fly by with my gafas
Mufon, you hush puppy
Don't say nada, drama
Dm
D
As a cousin, this rap game is cool fine
Dm
D
You putos are lame, got so much style
Dm
D
Make you lose your rigidity
Make you feel violated,
Dm
C
D
you in emergency surgery
Tryna fix up your promotion
I'm the truth that's ain't
leaving you hurting
You best keep walking
while you're talking that bullshit
Cause in the streets,
lovers be eating a food clip
I ain't trying to ruin your ego
But lovers like you get killed
Dm
D
for the D -Low
Now watch what you say
Because the streets be talking
like all day
Anyways, that's the way to fall down
So don't be talking lie,
you might not be around
Dm
D
These vatos on some hate shit,
really know they ain't shit
Drop the bass, make a hit,
C
show em how to straight dip
D
Hit the nine on em, turn em to a state
Quick levels on some gate shit,
Dm
didn't wanna say shit
D
But fuck it, can't hold my tongue,
vatos on some fly shit
Dm
Mr. Criminal mak ing a profit,
C
when I drop shit
D
Every time he drop,
no one really wants to cop shit
When my shit drop,
Dm
slides around the parking lot, bitch
D
Fuck all these levels,
I'm on the top,
but don't watch shit
Fuck all these motherfuckers,
Dm
C
ain't even worth the topic
D
Treat em like some dog shit,
scoop em up and dump em
Leave em in the past, eat one,
Dm
let's stomp em
D
Southside most wanted,
that's it, let's rush em
Grim and Ogopony,
C
motherfuckers want nothing
D
Talkin' like they local,
but they never show
the nothin'
Motherfuckers bluffin',
huffin' and puffin'
You best keep walkin'
while you talkin' that bullshit
Cause in the streets,
lovers be eatin' a full clip
Ha -ha, I ain't tryna ruin your ego
But lovers like you get killed for the Dino
Now watch what you say
Bb
D
Because the streets be talkin' like all day
So don't be talkin' lie,
you might not be around
Dm
D
What you fuckin' talkin' lie
to shut the fuck up?
Dm
C
Fuckin' laugh at us?
D
Dm
Attention, high -powered soldiers
in the motherfuckin' building
Callin' out all you motherfuck
D
Bb
in' lambs
Dm
Don't think that we don't see
D
you little lavas
Dm
on the sidelines
D
Dm
tryin' to get at tention
D
Dm
Gettin' pissed on by the OGs in the gang
D
Dm
Ten, eleven years straight
D
Motherfuckers can't knock
Dm
us off our throne
C
Dm
Criminal and Capone
D
That's how it goes
Dm
Motherfuck all our foes, ese
D
Wanna be ass motherfuckin' us
Dm
Tryna make ferry out like us
C
Dm
Tryna be on the radio like us
D
Dm
Tryna have fans worldwide like us
Motherfuckin' leeches
Don't Be Talking Loud
Mr. Capone-E, Mr. Criminal
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