talk shit get hit

Yo, step to the mic, let me tell you 'bout Jensen, Talkin' slick, thinkin' he tough, but he's just pretendin', Rollin' with the crew, but he’s actin' all bold, Word on the street, his stories gettin' old. Claimin' he the king, but he ain't got the crown, Disrespectin' the game, now he’s settin' himself down, Catch him in the club, runnin' his mouth like a fool, But the real ones know, you don’t play by the rules. Saw him last week, throwin' shade at my team, But we roll deep, man, we livin' the dream, He said, “What’s poppin’? You ain’t nothin’ to me,” But I pulled up quick, said, “Come see how it be.” One swift move, and he’s eatin’ his words, Talkin' tough online, but he ain't flyin' with birds, So next time you step, best remember this hit, Talk shit, get hit, that’s the way that it is.