Talkin' Back
Fat Joe, Harry Fraud, Benny the Butcher
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(Once you said, you'd love me) (As you said you'd care) (La música de Harry Fraud) (Brrt) So I'm talkin' back The Butcher comin' nigga (So I'm talkin' back) Somebody gotta go (So I'm talkin' back) It ain't gon' be me Uh, don't put no faith in no nigga. Put no faith in no bitch I was in a cell thinking 'bout ways to get rich All these chains on my neck I'm still a slave in a sense Ben Frank' on a hundred but my face on a brick (brick) You can't tell me shit unless you ran your paper up Bought the weight then took it out of state on a MegaBus You grew up around snakes, you relate to us Lookin' out for niggas that I couldn't get a favor from Shots hit you, doc' stitch you with a staple gun You not a gangster 'til they put you in the paper once I know a gangster when I'm looking in the face of one Million dollar appetite it's like I got the taste for one Ah, I really had to clean this dough You ain't a boss everybody on your team just broke It was either starve or sling this coke Thirty bands worth of jewels on with seats in coach, nigga (uh) Dope money talkin' to me So I'm talkin' back These hoes talkin' to me So I'm talkin' back The streets talkin' to me And I'm talkin' back My plug talkin' to me So I'm talkin' back (grrat) Dope money talkin' to me And I'm talkin' back (yeah, uh) These hoes talkin' to me And I'm talkin' back (talkin') The streets talkin' to me So I'm talkin' back (I got you Butcher) My plug talkin' to me And I'm talkin' back (crack) Chill with all that negative energy 'Cause I'll turn a negative nigga into a memory (brrat) Y'all been taking Big L's since the Enemy Southern Slang serving young bucks for like ten a ki (ten a ki) Drag me in and out of court, Harvey Weinstein Threw that white up in that pot gave 'em pipe dreams And watch it spread like the Wuhan virus Do 'em dirty for the low like Wu Tang Cyrus (ODB) No mask, we let it flame on camera Moppin' niggas moving ki's like a janitor Gangs of New York my niggas'll pull the heat out Told the Butcher if he pokes the right artery he'll bleed out (bleed out) Dope money talkin' to me So I'm talkin' back These hoes talkin' to me So I'm talkin' back The streets talkin' to me And I'm talkin' back My plug talkin' to me So I'm talkin' back Dope money talkin' to me And I'm talkin' back (yeah, uh) These hoes talkin' to me And I'm talkin' back The streets talkin' to me So I'm talkin' back (I got you Butcher) My plug talkin' to me And I'm talkin' back (Once you said, you'd love me) (As you said you'd care) (I believed the old woman) (Now I don't know where I stand)
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