Cassidy - Can I Talk To You Lyrics
[Chorus]Yea, I need to talk to you, ok can I talk to youC’mon c’mon c’mon (hey, let me holla at you)C’mon c’mon c’mon (yo, stop runnin from me)[Cassidy]A yo this Cassidy & niggas is not *****in wit me man,And yea, I’m talking wreckless but you gotta respect it,Its in my DNA man, I was born to be a gangsta,Yea Kiss talk to em…[Jadakiss]You know me K-I-S-S kiss of deathLP soon comin for yall bless blessMetallic green paint on the impala the S.S.And I figure the more niggas dead the less stressYou love how I’m hurtin the trackYou wanna polly but I’m sort of hard to reach like the dirt on ya backHand to hand like I’m workin the sackAnd I work out wit my arms so I’ll have no problem workin the macUh, never been a toe stepper, side switcherA fence jumper, I was 10 wit twin pumpersHustled wit the best of themDid whatever it took to make a quarter I charge niggas to watch wrestlinI’m heavy threat, D-Block double R full surface yall niggas aint ready yet[talking]Yea, New York is mine, Philly is Cass holla back.[Chorus X2][Cassidy]You know me C-A-S-S fresh dressedJust copped some new 4-5’s and a fresh vestI gets scout cuz a ***** mouth is the best sexBut less tlk you aint got no heart in yo left breastGo head get yo beef onI’ll let my wolves get they eat on and leave you wit nothing but ya sneaks onBut it don’t matter cuz ya feets goneNow that’s restin in pieces so go meet JesusYou little boys better ease upCuz them dudes you think hot’ll see Cass and then freeze upYou wan’ scrap roll ya sleeves upBut I’ll rather squeeze cuz I aint tryin to ***** my trees upOr wrinkle my dickie I crack a dutch sprinkle the stickyI know you pissed I got kiss & them wit me, dig meCuz you dudes is haters & if you bet that I was gon’ flop you gon’ lose yo paper.[Chorus X2][Jada]A yo, get it through ya head there’s no stopping meNigga the R is double the surface is full the block is DAll it take is a trey 8 & a mass nigga its Jada & Cass I vision ya face waitin to blastIf money was food yall niggas be fastinAnd we stuffin our face & eatin wit passionIn the like we runnin numbersCass ask these motha*****as why they runnin from us[Cassidy]They runnin from us cuz they petrifiedI lift guns for the exerciseAnd I spray like insecticidesYou bugs better rcognizeWhen the weapon rise you can catch slugs in ya chest through ya vest & dieYou on some sucka shitSo I’ll leave a scar on ya face longer than the knife that I cut you witI done paid my dues so I’ll blow ya brains out & then feed it to ya seed like baby food*****!!![Chorus X2]
