Lyrics Talkin' Back (feat. Fat Joe) - Fat Joe , Benny The Butcher
Once
you
said
you'd
love
me
Yes,
you
said
you'd
care
La
música
de
Harry
Fraud
Brr
(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
the
cell,
thinkin'
'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
run
your
paper
up
Bought
the
weight,
then
took
it
out
of
state
on
a
Megabus
You
grew
up
'round
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
lookin'
in
the
face
of
one
Million
dollar
appetite,
it's
like
I
got
a
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
30
bands
worth
of
jewels
on
with
seats
in
coach,
nigga
(nigga)
Dope
money
talkin'
to
me
(so
I'm
talkin'
back)
These
hoes
talkin'
to
me
(so
I'm
talkin'
back)
Streets
talkin'
to
me
(and
I'm
talkin'
back)
My
plug
talkin'
to
me
(so
I'm
talkin'
back,
Crack)
Dope
money
talkin'
to
me
(and
I'm
talkin'
back,
yeah,
uh)
These
hoes
talkin'
to
me
(and
I'm
talkin'
back,
coca)
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
(brrah)
Y'all
been
takin'
big
Ls
since
"The
Enemy"
Southern
slang,
servin'
your
bumps
for
like
ten
a
key
(ten
a
key)
Drag
me
in
and
out
of
court,
Harvey
Weinstein
Threw
that
white
up
in
the
pot,
gave
'em
pipe
dreams
And
watch
it
spread
like
the
Wuhan
virus
Do
'em
dirty
for
the
low
like
Wu-Tang
'Sirus
(ODB)
No
mask,
we
let
it
flame
on
camera
Moppin'
niggas,
movin'
keys
like
a
janitor
Gangs
of
New
York,
my
niggas'll
pull
the
heat
out
Told
Butcher
if
he
pokes
the
right
artery,
he'll
bleed
out
Dope
money
talkin'
to
me
(so
I'm
talkin'
back)
These
hoes
talkin'
to
me
(so
I'm
talkin'
back)
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)
These
hoes
talkin'
to
me
(and
I'm
talkin'
back)
The
streets
talkin'
to
me
(so
I'm
talkin'
back)
My
plug
talkin'
to
me
(and
I'm
talkin'
back)
Once
you
said
you'd
love
me
Yes,
you
said
you'd
care
I
believe
little
woman
Now
I
don't
know
where
I
stand
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