Incansable Juicy J: mientras prepara su nuevo disco ‘The Hustle Continues’, sigue promocionando el anterior ‘Stay Trippy’. Mira el nuevo video ‘Talkin Bout’ con Chris Brown Wiz Khalifa.
Durante el mes de febrero fue estrenado como single ‘Talkin Bout’, realizado gracias a la impecable producción de Ritz Reynolds, SAP e ID Labs.
Juntos con Juicy J podemos escuchar las voces de Chris Brown y Wiz Khalifa que hablan, sin problemas ni vergüenza, de como gastan casi todo su dinero en dinero y otros vicios.
Sobre el videoclip, donde no aparece Chris Brown, Wiz Khalifa ha declarado: “La canción me ha gustado desde el primer momento. Tiene un ritmo muy veloz, rápido, es como una chispa que entra en tu cuerpo desde los oídos y te obliga a moverte… Por ello hemos intentado crear un video adecuado, donde todo es rápido, coches rápidos, mujeres rápidas… Es una representación de la vida trippy, sin limites…”.
La que cada uno quisiera vivir, por supuesto… ¿O no?
A continuación, la letra de ‘Talkin Bout’:
Swagger under
Trippy niggas… let’s get ratchet
I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out, they talkin shit but they hidin out
Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout…
(I’m loadin up and I’m ridin out, they talkin shit but they hidin out)
(Real niggas know what I’m talkin bout…)
Rack after rack, I got the sack, geeked up of beans, pack after pack (yeah ho)
Stay with the nina’ 2 cups and a zip, Juicy don’t fight I just empty them clips (yeah ho)
Blowing like cash, high off the gas, pay 20 stacks and they run up and blast (yeah ho)
Next time you’re see him this face on the shirt, next time car he ride in,
stretch limo hearse
See why you niggas mad nigga, that to me you so cash nigga
Stuffed in a Louie bag nigga, Juicy J be that nigga
Big bag of that stank killer, codeine in my drink killer
Mostly niggas be lyin sayin they is but ain’t killers
Nigga wanna play with me, I’m a break him off
Give my youngins, they’ll do it, I’m a bring em out (get em)
They gon’ get on your ass then they flyin takin off (get em)
Nigga we gon take a life before we take a loss [gunshot]
My diamonds sing like Ray J homie, every day’s a payday
Rollin up that KK, now it’s going down like mayday
All my niggas be chilling, stacking money to the ceiling
Used to smoking out the parking lot, now we owning a building oh
Used to tell niggas I was gonna here but they ain’t really understand
Now they see me in that brand new Rari and start to think I’m the man
Now my jeans cost a grand, now my shows fill the stands
Now they see that I’m ballin cause of how they bring in them bands, ooh
Now when niggas be tourin, now my money be foreign
All my niggas be scorin, section very important
I’m cakin up, you fakin up, I’m rollin weed when I’m wakin up
Instead of talkin shit and try to hate on us just grab a joint and come bake
with us (F*ck nigga, hahahaha, uhh)
Front page, I’m on the news: nigga call me a dropout
Real nigga, 100, never needing no copout (nah)
Diamonds on my chain just pop off, you already know what I’m bout
Got bad bitches from overseas but I need a big ass from the south
Look at us, we made it, bottles up in the air now
25 racks a night, give a fuck bout sweating your hair out
Getting trippy man with some frisky things; I am the shit and you niggas
anus
‘Cause if I mention ya’ll I’m a make you famous you still ain’t nothing, I’m
stainless
We famous, anything you want right now, baby girl just name it
And I’m a get real deep in the pussy; the number one nigga, ain’t no need
for replacement
Getting in my spaceship, I’m high as a b*tch, fly as a b*tch
Okay Juicy and Wiz, every day we do this sh*t
