เนื้อเพลง Word on The Town - Wiz Khalifa

[Intro: Juicy J]
Yea, I'm still just hustling man
I don't know about ya'll
You see, I've been doing this sh*t
So, this sh*t ain't nothing

[Hook: Juicy J]
Word on The Town that you n*ggas snitchin'
Word on the town, I'm f*ckin' n*ggas b*tches
Word on the town, that you ain't sellin' dope
Word on the town, that you n*ggas going broke

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa and Juicy J]
[Juicy J:]
Chop up brothers, we kill this sh*t
No 22's, no Emmitt Smith
Pulled out ya old Atlanta reel
Killed ya'll dogs like Michael Vick
Yellow tape, first 48
Don't give a f*ck if they catch a case
Done gunplays in broad daylight, no mask on they barren face
[Wiz Khalifa:]
Barren face when we get 'em, don't become a victim
Shoulda used his intuition when I caught him slippin'
Open banana peel ass n*gga, we got your number
Put 'em in the trunk, treat 'em like some Louie luggage
[Juicy J:]
Just in-case a n*gga think he finna take mine
I'm a give his ass a clip, tell the p*ssy n*gga take five
Real street n*ggas, get it how they live
Cut that gangsta sh*t out cause that ain't who you is

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
N*ggas tellin', aw man they ain't gettin' money
How you get caught up for a strap and tell on your homie
N*gga, there's rules to this game and you ain't livin' by 'em
Like you don't talk about them drugs if you really buy 'em
You don't talk about them goons if you really got 'em
And you don't talk about them bodies if they really droppin'
You from where I'm from, you don't do no talkin'
When the police come we just change the topic
In my hood n*ggas really robbin'
You get your brains blown off if you don't use precaution
Take off your head just be like what the cost is
In Pittsburgh it's Taylor Gang and n*ggas I'm a boss man

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
Word on the town that you n*ggas snitchin'
Word on the town, I'm f*ckin' n*ggas b*tches

[Verse 3: Pimp C]
[?] Then pulled off the talkin' 'bout
Taking mines
If you run up on that Bentley, b*tch your life is on the line
Yea, b*tch, I'm on parole
But that thing in my possession
Ain't gonna be no ho and pimpin'
Ain't gonna be no disrespect
And I don't owe you n*ggas sh*t
And I don't need no new buddy
I don't wanna f*ck your b*tch cause the ho is too sl*tty
Jaws too nutty, kiss her lips - you eat a d*ck
I ain't came out here to play, I'm out here representin' this sh*t
I'm not the king of the south, ya'll can fight over the title
But I got more hoes calling me than American Idol
Young Pimp C holdin' it down
Come around with that f*ck sh*t, we'll leave you shakin' on the ground
(Lil B*tch!)

[Hook]