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letra de talk about it (remix) - paul wall & termanology

[verse 1: paul wall]
they competing with me, but i ain’t even know it
a fool’s errand, everyone knows my grind is loaded
demeanor stoic to the game, remained devoted
i’m the candy coated most quoted known as the po up poet
pockets bloated off, often noted how i pull up poking
apple over silver soaking, yeah, the beast has been awoken
it’s the mr. and de-freezing my mind frozen
heads turn like a token when you see me coasting
i’m known as thе texas multi-hyphenate with thе icy breath
on the low, i’m high as heck, quiet as kept
they bite my style hotter than a peach pit
crash dummies can’t handle my wave like a big ship
somebody better than me? nah, i doubt it
but the waitin’ room to take my spot is crowded
rerouted the path to paper all ’cause god allowed it
but don’t get it twisted, i’ve been ’bout it, go on and talk about it

[chorus: termanology]
talk about it
go on and talk about it
go on and talk about it
go on and talk about it (yo)
go on and talk about it

[verse 2: termanology]
they competing with me and i ain’t even know it
it’s the greatest from my city, this lethal dosage of dopeness
i gave ’em over and over, twenty years in designer
puerto rican papi sipping champagne with my lil’ mama
now we can have a moment of silence for all my haters
’cause i got this sh-t locked like sheek, styles, and jada
unique styles, i made up, they copying ’em verbatim
i’m popular, plus got paper, that’s like brown and tatum
one two punch, term and paul comin’ for them big rings
every year, we leveling up and doin’ big things
catch me on the big screen, fresh fit, crisp jeans
s-xy mami l!ckin’ me clean like krispy kreme
large pro flipping the beat, you know the sh-t is mean
fans of this music, we feed ’em just how we pitch to fiends
nicotine, hennessy, and moët is the recipe
i show out, but respectfully, i know can’t no one mess with me
[chorus: termanology]
talk about it
go on and talk about it
go on and talk about it
go on and talk about it
go on and talk about it
go on and talk about it
go on and talk about it

[verse 3: kxng crooked]
with large pro on boards you know i’m breaking atoms
original man i was there when god was making adam
all of the haters i let satan have ’em rather escape to my cabin while i’m lamping playing my favorite albums
cigars in the air that’s trademark
f-cking with me even ray charles see the graveyard
pardon the way i think y’all i was raised hard
nas younger brother i was in the jungle with bravehearts
catching more ws then the merchandise that wu-tang sales
pull up in that new thang in flew game twelves
i’m spitting blue flame, spitting butane
the god of fire like liu kang you knew gang if you can’t tell
i’m from the lbc that’s the oasis, the home of six folds on gold laces
and cold cases for murders with no faces
the dealer dealt four aces, but the pen got a full house
boy, keep your poker with you

- paul wall termanology

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