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letra de why - benny & dj gutta butta

[intro]
(dj gutta b-tta)
(l-finguz)
(yes, yes)

[chorus: benny]
why throw a punch when all this chopper do is kick?
why would i have a thirty not to dump this stick?
why would i pull up on your block to have a conversation
why would i ever think twice? it ain’t no contemplatin’
why would i duck if i’m shootin’ first?
b-tch, you out of luck if i’m shootin’ first
aye, why would i not take your life?
chop thumpin’, i would never bring my hands to no fight, b-tch

[verse 1: benny]
why would i hit you with this 40 and not p-ss on you?
leave you really stank, break you like a piggy bank
benny leave you roasted every time he let that siggy spray
same car skits, i don’t trip, we got dealer plates
swear i got these n—– mad, must’ve hit a nerve
next timе i diss a n—- bet i’ll k!ll him first
hit his booth and have this chopper go and spit a vеrse
soul sn-tcher, baby, if i see it i’ma bip a he-rs-
hoodie on, feelin’ like the reaper in this b-tch
baby chopper get to knockin’ like the speaker in this b-tch
thought my n—– wasn’t strapped, sh-t, it’s a tweaker in this b-tch
sticked up, feelin’ like a teacher in this b-tch
don’t n0body move, double back so we could hit his body too
i ain’t throwin’ hands but this weapon know karate moves
she ain’t tryna f-ck? hit the mall, she could probably boost
gunshots in your neighborhood, it was probably [?]
[chorus: benny]
why throw a punch when all this chopper do is kick?
why would i have a thirty not to dump this stick?
why would i pull up on your block to have a conversation
why would i ever think twice? it ain’t no contemplatin’
why would i duck if i’m shootin’ first?
b-tch, you out of luck if i’m shootin’ first
aye, why would i not take your life?
chop thumpin’, i would never bring my hands to no fight, b-tch

[verse 2: shootergang kony]
aye, why would i fade if i got a pole?
why would you give this boy a pass like he honor roll?
why should i give this b-tch time and she not a hoe?
b-tch, start postin’ or kick rocks, thooter gotta go
aye, why don’t i run through this b-tch trap?
why the f-ck when i was shootin’ you wasn’t shootin’ back?
why the f-ck you didn’t empty out your strap?
and why them n—– breathin’? we missed ’em, we doubled back
hit him in his hat, glizzy long, it’s somethin’ attached
back back ’til i do your head like a pumpkin patch
sucker b-tch, i just wonder where her cousins at
we gon’ stretch him and exercise him like a jumping jack
if i’m throwin’ bullets how the f-ck i’m playin’ running back?
why i’m uppin’ poles? why i’m cuttin’ like a lumberjack?
why i gotta play ’em? why i run off with the plug sack?
quick to send my first and last, why the f-ck i’m allblack?
[chorus: benny]
why throw a punch when all this chopper do is kick?
why would i have a thirty not to dump this stick?
why would i pull up on your block to have a conversation
why would i ever think twice? it ain’t no contemplatin’
why would i duck if i’m shootin’ first?
b-tch, you out of luck if i’m shootin’ first
aye, why would i not take your life?
chop thumpin’, i would never bring my hands to no fight, b-tch

[outro]
(dj gutta b-tta)
(l-finguz)
(yes, yes)

- benny dj gutta butta

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