Talk Gucci Mane & B.G.

[Intro: B.G.]
Choppers & Bricks (Choppa city, you heard?)
(D-D-DJ Paul)
Uh-oh
Shit 'bout to get real

[Verse 1: B.G. & Gucci Mane]
Nigga gave me some work, I up and ran off (Pyoom)
I ain't gon' let my block hurt, I hit my man off (Hit him)
You want some smoke, I throw them bullets like a fastball (Yeah)
You talkin' 'bout puttin' me in the dirt? (Talk your ass off)
You make a call on me, that'll be your last call (Last one)
I'm come and see you, all you do is (Talk your ass off)
She say she want that dick, I knocked her ass off (Knocked her)
She thought her pussy was the shit, she (Talk your ass off)
I got a hot girl, remind me of Kash Doll
She take that mask off, I told her (Talk your ass off)
You want beef with me? Man, that's a bad call (Bad)
I ain't gon' cap, I'ma move first, you (Talk your ass off)
Real over here, fakе over there and it's a stand off
Gamе on the line, we tryna win, I take the handoff (Off)
I told that bitch come in my room, first, take your pants off (Take 'em off)
I ain't got time if all you do is (Talk your ass off)
I hit the streets, got straight to work and went straight past y'all (Straight past)
I mean, I blast off, snitch niggas, can't stand y'all (At all)
I don't do no trash talk (Nah), haters get left off (Left)
I let that K blast off, you (Talk your ass off)
Keep playin' with me, I'll make your mama get that sad call
I made my circle tight and small and it's been payin' off
A lot of niggas just don't know it, I've been sparin' y'all
The internet, I'm layin' off (Talk your ass off, go)