Talking Hot

[Intro]

I don't know if you noticed this, it’s like the world has changed now

Everything is fuckin' different

Especially when it comes to this thing of ours, this gangster shit

You know, back in the day, men were men and they were proud about it

Captains, capos, soldiers

You respected the ranks and you held your position

But now you look around and it's psychology this and therapy that and you gotta cater to people’s feelings

Now with social media, everybody's got something to say, everybody's talking

Where I come from, that's known as a rat

Just gotta mind your business, stay on your hustle, and become a good earner

And most importantly, you keep your fuckin' mouth shut

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]

Couple junkies hugging trees like

Fuck boys can never be like

Different cloth, this Bottega Joe

I keep feedin' the streets, this bodega Joe

The way we whippin' that water, it's welcome back, Carter

I got pools and keys, south Florida

Pharrell camo, Louis V on the laces

Goyard trunks, fed charges, all kind of cases

[Chorus: Dre & Karma Nova]

I’m slidin’ down the I-95, got a stick fully loaded (Brrah, boom, bitch)

I'm dividin’ up the pie, hundred bricks whiter than Anna Nicole them (Baow, nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout? Suck my dick)

Soo, we gon' get it poppin’ like if they lock us, it's for life (We savages in this bitch, you heard? Yeah)

Soo, we gon' get it poppin', charge it to the game and pay the price

[Verse 2: Fat Joe]

When you raisin' that hell, you gotta pray, right?

When you holdin' that chopper, you gotta spray, right? (Brrt, grrt, paow, nigga)

Hit another milestone in the same life

Gave her a one-night stand and she came twice

We got the switches fully upgraded (We big steppers in this shit)

You got the cops fully updated (Brrah)

Starin' in the mirror, all I see is "Thriller"

Moonwalkin' on squares, red chinchilla

[Chorus: Dre & Karma Nova]

I'm slidin' down the I-95, got a stick fully loaded (We really out here, we the biggest, nigga)

I'm dividin' up the pie, hundred bricks whiter than Anna Nicole them (These hoes gon' get— brrrt)

Soo, we gon' get it poppin' like if they lock us, it's for life (Y'all niggas be talkin' too hot, too hot, nigga)

Soo, we gon' get it poppin', charge it to the game and pay the price

[Interlude: Karma Nova]

Yeah, huh

This really big Fat Joe, nigga

Not the lil' one, big fuckin' Fat Joe, you heard?

Goria, bori, qué bonita bandera, PR

Yeah, what's poppin', bitch?

Yeah

Where'd you say you went to school?

Pipe-ology crack school

Smokin' that psycho-ology

There was a pipe ball team

Yeah, nigga

[Chorus: Dre]

I'm slidin' down the I-95, got a stick fully loaded

I'm dividin' up the pie, hundred bricks whiter than Anna Nicole them

Soo, we gon' get it poppin' like if they lock us, it's for life

We gon' get it poppin', charge it to the game and pay the—