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E-40 "Ain't Talking Bout Nothin" Feat. Vince Staples & G Perico
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
E-40
E-40
Vocals
G Perico
G Perico
Vocals
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Earl T Stevens
Earl T Stevens
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Denten
Michael Denten
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin bout nothing, nig
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin bout nothing, nig
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
[Verse 2]
Uh, they ain't talkin' 'bout shit, they talkin' bullshit
Put the rifle to your lip, longer than a pool stick
Walk down to my target, empty out the cartridge
Talkin' all that nonsense turned his body to a carcass
My lil' **** heartless, they push the line the hardest
Open a sucker up just like a can of StarKist
**** don't give a fuck, and they are not my artist
Line a **** up, but they are not the barbers
[Verse 3]
The black man, I wanna see the black man havin' chicken
The woman is influenced by the Gram, so she strippin'
The other man be runnin' it up, big money, he be trippin'
My left hand be arguin' with my right hand when I'm whippin'
Choppers under the couches, and the kitchen drawers and cabinets
In the broken down public houses where nerds don't get no passes
Got a blue strap for the masses, and a shovel for you snakes
What I say behind you back, I say it  to your face
[Verse 4]
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin bout nothing, nig
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin bout nothing, nig
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
[Verse 5]
Be quiet
**** stop talkin' so much, start slidin'
I'm deaf to the bullshit, bullshit, **** talkin' bullshit
Cali **** with a F&N and a full clip
Rich Crip, rich gangbanger
Still in the hood one million dollars later
Still in the hood after all the times they raided
Fucked around and ended up number one of my generation
Woke up to a view of the city
Six fifty-five, fifty bitch come and ride with me
I got choices, can't hear you **** voices
Can't stop a ghetto **** that's focused, bitch, I'm explosive
****, I'm the shit
Bitch, I'm the **** you've been tryna fuck with
Ain't got time for **** runnin' they mouth
If you ain't talkin' 'bout shit, I'm out
[Verse 6]
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin bout nothing, nig
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin bout nothing, nig
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
[Verse 7]
What you sayin'?
What you know about me? Real stump down P
Two fingers, still who bangin'
Blue Line Station, shoot my patient friends
Fuck the enemy, tell 'em, come and get at me
Brown bandana, dub chippin' with the shits
Count my stack and then flip it, then I flee
Bad bitch choosin' up, ho, you know the fee
E'rybody wanna be somebody till they rich
**** wanna trip, yeah, pull up with the stick
Pull up with the stick, pull up, pull up with the stick
Slippin' out the lip, now you shittin' out the hip, ow
You ain't walkin' round bustin', you ain't talkin bout nothing
Four, I don't need a show stole, ****
I'm comin' on a couple skinny **** from Vallejo
Thuggin' with the Draco, hunnids in the payroll
[Verse 8]
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin bout nothing, nig
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin bout nothing, nig
You ain't talkin bout nothing, ****
You ain't talkin bout nothing, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Written by: Earl T Stevens

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