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letra de don't make me - benny the butcher

[intro]
griselda…

[verse 1]
uhh, smokin’ to the face, that’s the ways of a loner
had shootouts, cops clean the blood stains with ammonia
before i had a job, got paid from a corner
lost a seed to a drive-by, a stray hit his daughter, uhh
my whole story, facts, how i blew 40 racks
and if i catch another case i get the mandatory max
kick it with my jeweler, still sittin’ with a shooter
in case some n-gg-s wanna try and put a ceiling on my future (nah)
i’m gettin’ money now, sendin’ b-tches to aruba
investigators pullin’ up my pictures on computers
when friends start to switch in this business get confusin’
call the plug james harden ’cause he dribblin’ in houston
it go from him, my trunk, the kitchen to the users
ate his last meal, he was sittin’ with a judas
we was street n-gg-s, did a little bit, improvin’
still street n-gg-s, we just makin’ bid’ness men manoeuvres
motherf-cker!

[verse 2]
look, uhh
real n-gg-s verse fake, and we up one
and all these real n-gg-s know the cloth that i’m cut from
chanel bag leather strap layin’ across the shoulder
sittin’ next to raphael saadiq at bossanova
cross me, you make your funeral arrangements
hand out pictures to k!llers, give my shooters locations
y’all n-gg-s trip and be broke, y’all ain’t used to no paper
that’s why you trap and give that money back soon as you make it
uhh, n-gg-s pull up shootin’ cans from convertibles
enough on your head, make your friends wanna murder you
watch how i withstand the damage, endurable
watch how they react when god grants you a miracle
rappers drop once want you to hand ’em the t-tle
i speak facts, i can rap with my hand on the bible
walk in my shoes, you gotta shake hands with your rivals
and get signed when the d.a. got plans to indict you, the sh-t real

- benny the butcher

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