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Cool Kids The Big Talk

max times 10 1-2 punch slam dunked up, we win [Hook x4] That's big talk It don't stop (Big) That's big talk Let's get it on (Let's get it) [Mikey

other word, go ask your mother Hard solid as your city ( ? ) Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that I walk and talk Strollin with a slight limp Flyer than any big

on cable All your friends lovin' me you even got me a label Got magazines lovin' our relations People like to hear us talk DJ's record our conversations You good round other people especially kids

'all can tell, don't matter where I'm at Born and bred in the streets of New York, New York It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk I travel abroad

'Cause if you ain't really got a cool flow Try to get on stage and can't do a show I'mma be laughin' at ya talkin' 'bout there you go But if ya rap

to take care of their own Getting girls pregnant and leaving 'em alone Fine little bitches, way too young Met Short Dog and then gave him some So why you keep talking

Talking bout the ghetto funky funky ghetto Trying to survive, trying to stay alive The ghetto The ghetto (Talking bout the ghetto) The ghetto The ghetto

off) They said I'm fat I need to go to the gym I don't wanna be fat, I wanna be slim Did a minute on the treadmill went for a swim Little kids jumped

to your crew Small yell when I rap, I'm basically talkin' to you You see the pain in my eye? Nigga, the flame in my eye? I'm tryin' to leave my kids