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letra de snipejfk @snipejfk -block shit - benny the butcher

alot of my n-ggas is gone
ain’t know how to feel the bout the silence
the impact my n-ggas done left on us
the sh-t get so deep in the street we forget who to trust
and protecting us
the cops stay harassing
can’t help if my n-ggas break out
and come home and start blassin em’
got no education
but bet you i make it
like f-ck it, triple your salary
it’s just how i was raised, ima hustler, a b-st-rd
i know you n-ggas is mad at me
but come off the bench and you lacking some strength
little n-gga really think you could ride with me
i side with my pride, cause being humble just to survive
it won’t be the last of me
if i was caught lacking, and you had the ratchet
is you willing to k!ll them and die for me
sh-t i eat regardless, so f-ck all that hard sh-t
if i ain’t apart of it
i did so much dirt for n-ggas, put in work for n-ggas
never got no reward for it
just found myself sitting in cells
sh-t ain’t no story to tell
rather go war with myself
free my cousin doing twelve
it took me some time just to write him cause i ain’t know how it affected me
the rest of my cousin’s some bustas, though i love ya watch how ya’ll step to me
i preach what i speak, yta lil n-ggas be weak in the flesh i pull up and he’s dead to me
i make it look easy, my n-ggas is eating
im back just to get what was kept from me
second verse
i got a new choppa
my pistol keeps cl!cking
ya b-tch keeps on calling
my hotline stays blinging
i come from the northside
this sh-t could get risky, you try me
you end up with nine shots like fifty
i be with some hittas that love to get busy
ya b-tch looking busted, once i f-ck she different
i ain’t with that talking, n-gga i wish you would
n-gga whats good
you ain’t gang banging that hood
cause you n-ggas p-ssy ass thugs
i done had to ride for my crip
most my plugs original blood
you ain’t never had it like this
ask your b-tch was just on my d-ck
back from the corner, feins are looking sick
i introduced the sour back when it was piff
that was twenty ten, nessy had the benz
murder you a snitch, and my n-ggas want revenge
you a borderline b-tch, sh-t its better if he dead
never see him on the block
prolly talking to the feds
so if i fire, drop and hit his leg
get the job done, run up and shoot his head
nine times out of ten, this glock won’t jam
if i don’t got the gun, run em over with the van
do ya n-ggas really bang
give a f-ck if it depends
theres levels to this sh-t

- benny the butcher

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