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Talking Video (MV)




Performed By: Peter Kings
Length: 3:01
Written by: Peter Reyes




Peter Kings - Talking Lyrics




I wanna make one thing clear this ain't no muthaf*ckin diss track
This track is a message going out to one punk bitch who had to go snitch
I know you hearing this pussy
And just know I made my decision
And I'm coming for you
Yeah

I heard you claim that you my homie
That boy you knew that was the old me
Now let me tell you what they told me
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police

From the day we met you seemed a little fishy
But you had my back when someone tried to diss me
Listen close it ain't about attention
Its about the reasons that I'm bout to mention
Yo bitch told me herself that you felt some type of way about the moves I was making
He can go to hell you said about me right before you went and chopped it up with bacon
Fake ass lil bitch You's a snake ass lil bitch
And yo big booty bitch I'm bout to take that lil bitch
She told me she wanted the dick and I turned her ass down because of you
But now I don't give a f*ck because I don't f*ck with you

I heard you claim that you my homie
That boy you knew that was the old me
Now let me tell you what they told me
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police

Wanna live calm better spray me first
Ain't no chance in hell you could make it work
Coming for you next I got ya lady first
And I ain't talking shit I got the paperwork
Can't believe I did dirt witcha
Snitched on me and now I gotta gitcha
You and I are not a good mixture
Tell me why you had to go and switch up
Quick to flip I just don't get the shit
You talked a lot I bet you don't regret the shit
You couped up with the feds n shit
I promise you I won't forget the shit
Evil ways they really bout to show
And this is all business I ain't scooping low
Guess I'll be the one to show you how it go
Put yo bitch ass on that project row

I heard you claim that you my homie
That boy you knew that was the old me
Now let me tell you what they told me
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police yeah yeah
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I wanna make one thing clear this ain't no muthaf*ckin diss track
This track is a message going out to one punk bitch who had to go snitch
I know you hearing this pussy
And just know I made my decision
And I'm coming for you
Yeah

I heard you claim that you my homie
That boy you knew that was the old me
Now let me tell you what they told me
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police

From the day we met you seemed a little fishy
But you had my back when someone tried to diss me
Listen close it ain't about attention
Its about the reasons that I'm bout to mention
Yo bitch told me herself that you felt some type of way about the moves I was making
He can go to hell you said about me right before you went and chopped it up with bacon
Fake ass lil bitch You's a snake ass lil bitch
And yo big booty bitch I'm bout to take that lil bitch
She told me she wanted the dick and I turned her ass down because of you
But now I don't give a f*ck because I don't f*ck with you

I heard you claim that you my homie
That boy you knew that was the old me
Now let me tell you what they told me
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police

Wanna live calm better spray me first
Ain't no chance in hell you could make it work
Coming for you next I got ya lady first
And I ain't talking shit I got the paperwork
Can't believe I did dirt witcha
Snitched on me and now I gotta gitcha
You and I are not a good mixture
Tell me why you had to go and switch up
Quick to flip I just don't get the shit
You talked a lot I bet you don't regret the shit
You couped up with the feds n shit
I promise you I won't forget the shit
Evil ways they really bout to show
And this is all business I ain't scooping low
Guess I'll be the one to show you how it go
Put yo bitch ass on that project row

I heard you claim that you my homie
That boy you knew that was the old me
Now let me tell you what they told me
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police
I heard you talking to the police yeah yeah
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Writer: Peter Reyes
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