No Time To Speak Lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen

The G-G-G-G-G-GBC

The G-G-G-G-G-GBC

Is in

The

House

Scoop Deville

Hop up, hop up out the range

It's Devill-e in the game

With no logos on the chain

And I let my pants hang

In the streets bang bang

But I ain't been the same since the rap game changed

A lot of suckas wanna try to take my fame

You just mad cuz all you do is the same old thang

I just laugh

Still sparking the same old flames

Slick talking, moon walking all over LA

I love my city

Like I love my committee

Trigger finger is itchy you know we getting it busy

You know I'm so really

Yall millie vanillie

I'm at the Hollywood heezy splitting a philly

I split a couple millies

Make a couple of billies

Split up the whole city and be richer than Richie

I split a couple millies

Make a couple of billies

Split up the whole city and be richer than Richie

Hey

Chorus

Rolling down the street

Sitting crooked in my seat

Head bobbing to the beat

Let the volume peak

Like uhh

No time to speak

Like uhh

No time to speak

Rolling down the street

Sitting crooked in my seat

Head bobbing to the beat

Let the volume peak

Like uhh

No time to speak

Like uhh

No time to speak

Ryu

I don't say I'm going in

I'm already there

I'm a grizzly bear in the woods nah
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Boys in the Hood got

3 dozen freaks and they all on my Woodcock

Play some Get Busy turn the club into Woodstock

Take your top off

Hop in the rideya

If you smoking some ganja got coke in the casa

If you want it you can have it I'm supporting your habit

You can snort the whole bag if that'll force you to grab it

Dab a little on your gums and

Let it get numb

Bobbing to the words and

Weaving to the drums

You ain't gotta front girl I know you wanna fuck

Cuz if you ain't trying to fuck what you doing on the bus?

You ain't gotta front girl I know you wanna fuck

Cuz if you ain't trying to fuck what you doing on the bus?

Chorus

Rolling down the street

Sitting crooked in my seat

Head bobbing to the beat

Let the volume peak

Like uhh

No time to speak

Like uhh

No time to speak

Rolling down the street

Sitting crooked in my seat

Head bobbing to the beat

Let the volume peak

Like uhh

No time to speak

Like uhh

No time to speak

Apathy

I'm dumber than dumber gets

Much hotter than summer gets

Summer fling, somersaults, something something, summer chicks

I'm coke in the nose

Your brok and it shows

I'm dumping dummies in dumpsters with the dumbest of flows

I'm picture perfect as picture Picasso

Naw don't picture Pablo

Just picture diablo

Lamborghinis spanish like bikinis at car shows

I'm coke by the cargo

I got an embargo

A killer like Fargo

A fucking retard tho

With bicycle helmets I grab the mic and I melt it

Ima either bite or repel it

Cuz they bite it to sell it then cut it and bag it

Cuz Ap is fish scale to them real rap addicts