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letra de gimmie that - benzo b

[intro: benzo b]
(gxbriel, what’s good today?)
grahh
rrahh, rahh
rrahh, rrahh
it’s that benzo b n-gga, you know how the f-ck i’m bummin’ n-gga

[chorus: benzo b]
if he talkin’ on bro, gotta go
throw shots, then we gotta get low
f-ck a b-tch, i’m in love with my pole
i got some sh-t that’s gon’ knock down the door
one shot, make him float to the floor
and bro still be totin’ while he on parole
yeah, they beef through the front and the lo’
give a f-ck if the cops right there, let it blow

[verse 1: benzo b]
puttin’ on from the ‘hill to the ‘hill
you was talkin’ on bro, yeah, now we on ya hill
tryna go get my weight up and run up a mill’
i’ma hang out the v, i know bro got the wheel
like wait, don’t run
he can’t get far, there’s a beam on the gun
n-ggas dissin’, nеver got no funds
drugs in the guns and the thots havin’ fun
if thеre’s no knock, knuckle up
like, it’s too much opps in the blunt
i ain’t trustin’ nothin’ but my gun
scope with a beam incase he try to run
remember them days with the knocks in the spray ground
he’s a dummy, now she in my face
big chop deface, better get down or lay down
bad b-tch with an ass, it get taken down
[chorus: benzo b & sugarhill ddot]
if he talkin’ on bro, gotta go
throw shots, then we gotta get low
f-ck a b-tch, i’m in love with my pole
i got some sh-t that’s gon’ knock down the door
one shot, make him float to the floor
and bro still be totin’ while he on parole
yeah, they beef through the front and the lo’
give a f-ck if the cops right there, let it blow (grahh-grahh)

[verse 2: sugarhill ddot]
ayy yo, benzo, move tact’
like, got a knock, i ain’t playin’ no games
like, i remember that day, we was up in they p’s
i was really tryna let it flame
smokin’ chii, got lined by a thot
i ain’t showin’ no sympathy, b-tches be shot
don’t forget that we smokin’ on doowop
new opp, new opp, now he in a box

[verse 3: benzo b & sugarhill ddot]
b-tch, i’m back
down the hill, tryna make me a pack
pour some drank and it help me relax
f-ck that, i’m tryna see him collapse
call up benzo, know he got my back
since a jit, he always been quick to react
if i catch me a goon, take him off the map
that’s on bro, n-ggas know how we get, that’s why
[chorus: benzo b]
if he talkin’ on bro, gotta go
throw shots, then we gotta get low
f-ck a b-tch, i’m in love with my pole
i got some sh-t that’s gon’ knock down the door
one shot, make him float to the floor
and bro still be totin’ while he on parole
yeah, they beef through the front and the lo’
give a f-ck if the cops right there, let it blow

- benzo b

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