Talkin' Loud Ain't Saying Nothin'

[ bushwick bill ] Say d and ak, those muthaf**kas are down there at the mall protestin aginst us, man [ willie d ] What? ! [ scarface ] Man, you bullshittin, man [ bushwick bill ] Yo, this's on the deuce, f**k the one I bullshit you not, my nigga I walked in there, seen muthaf**kin picket signs and shit Sayin 'ban the geto boys', we're a bad influence on their kids How the f**k they gon' do that? I'm about two shakes of a rattlesnake tail off they a*s [ willie d ] It's time to get dead on they a*s... [ verse 1: bushwick bill ] You goddamn parents are trippin Gimme some of that shit you been sniffin You don't want your kids to hear songs of this nature But you take em to the movies to watch schwarzenegger f**k that 'land of opportunity' shit I don't need permission to sell a damn hit I say what I want, when I want, how I want Try to stop me, get your f**kin a*s stomped Call me a bad guy, but in reality Most you muthaf**kas curse worse than me You rabble-a*s, I show it, you goddamn hypocrite I ain't hidin shit, so s*ck my d**k You mama can't relate, cause her mind is weak f**k that shit she preach every week You contradict yourself in ever phrase Do you know a stupid-a*s parent that's always (talkin loud, sayin nothin) --> james brown (yeah) (hey silly willy, let me talk, let me say somethin Let me say somethin, let me talk) Yeah man, we pumpin it up on the southside I'm fixin to get me a benz next month I got the money for it right now But I'm waitin on rico to bring me this ki, knowmsayin? [ verse 2: willie d ] Nigga, do I look like a goddamn s*cker? You say you're clockin, you'se a lyin muthaf**ka Kickin that shit about you're waitin to scope But evertime I see your a*s you're waitin on metro I can't stand a lyin-a*s nigga Try to be hard, but you're sweeter than sugar Told the boys you shot a cop to death But muthaf**ka, you was locked down for auto theft Say you ran shit, what you had to drink? Nigga, you was on a goddamn punk tank Washin out another nigga's drawers And getttin f**ked up your doo-doo walls So don't give me that bullshit story pus*y muthaf**ka, I heard they took your commissary What the f**k are you, a man or a mouse? (man) well, why the f**k you clean another nigga's house? Hoe-a*s nigga, yeah the word got back I wouldn'ta busted your a*s, but you tried to high-cap You're like pinocchio, can't get a lie straight Say you're scorin ki's when you're f**kin with 8ths Boy you're (talkin loud, sayin nothin) (yeah) What the f**k you doin talkin to that nigga? (ah boy, I - I went to school with him That's my friend!) [ verse 3: willie d ] Hoe, shut up, you're pissiin me off I'm bout to bust you in your goddamn mouth Have you forgotten my description? I'm a geto boy (we can't stand contradiction) Hoe, you got a head like a goddamn rock Is your muthaf**kin brain washed? Just the other day I had a heartfelt blow And I had to beep ya just to find ya, hoe Another thing I dislike is your funky-a*s friends Bitch, who you're f**kin, me or them? You're with the hoes all afternoon And when it's time for me, all your time is consumed But f**k that shit, take off my ring and my flack And you owe me 250 for the goddamn contacts You say you love me, but you keep f**kin up Dumb bitch, you ain't doin nuthin but (talkin loud, sayin nothin) (yeah)