Urban Dance Squad - Some chitchat

This ain't no middleclass, talkin' some ghettotrash But the whole ghettofash(ion) seems to spread quickfast Nowadays you can't tell who's a hoodlum Nowadays you can't tell who's a hoodlum Nowadays you can't tell who's a hoodlum, 'cos Everyone tries be packin' to suspense to Like robert ludlum And every cupid proclaims that he shoots it And front with a stunt to move - troop it All portray, quick to say That they're hard all the way But he play seems to fade When they have price to pay Well I know so brother who buck you down for nothin'Listen up stupid, 'cos I tell a little something Some chitchat, some pull a gat for that Some chitchat, some pull a gat for that One day I had to witness this sort of heavy riff It seemed like a trip How they moved that quick This pitiful vic never knew what hittem Glock on the temple Make the dome just drip some blood Sure he was a young blood, physical prime and fit And the whole neighbourhood shook heads negative But he had it comin', ending stiff Later on I figured out motormouth Talkin' loud, now stonecold on the ground Turnin' blue, these bodies do But not because of shame Talkin' untamed 'bout some name Make your family mourn your name So some don't start lookin'When some words are spoken Once again, I ain't the one who pulls all the stunts Low pro, this I know Calmer than one on the blunt Never do what I'm told And my head I hold Then again I'm prepared for the man who acts bold And my folks they know I love the glock But I ain't packin' for luck'Cos then I'm stuck The way you live is the way you die Some food for thought, for ego bigheads who fly too high And the brothers at the gym Well they know gat on the lap, selfesteem grows But I keep it as a secret, don't really live by the trigger Just figure when you chat about that Life ends much quicker