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letra de femzino (benzino diss) - ca$his

[intro]
hm (n-gga wan’ know where i been at, huh?)
i got this n-gga, em (aight)
aye crook, i got this n-gga

[verse]
i ran a search on benzino, but google went blank
just pictures of motel with some n-gga he bathed (ugh!)
you can love what you love and i ain’t mad, n-gga
sorry coi but your dad is a f– n-gga
where i been at?
pitchin’, gettin’ my digits and still streamin’ ey month, so where your cash, n-gga?
i’m in shady canyon, to live here cost bags, n-gga
i push start my whip, you ride trans, n-gga
can make a whole career off your flops
a deaf mute know the sound when benzino drops
crickets, n-gga’s a b-tch, been bended over
mentionin’ a k!ller who will f-ckin’ smoke ya
got the ‘zino pack in the doobie
if i put ten p’s on your head, it’ll be a movie
i push paper, not peace, n-gga
since a shorty, i’ve been smokin’ o.g. n-ggas, so light up
this ain’t even drop
i feel like i’m beatin’ my pops
but if a deadbeat pop sh-t, his jaw will get socked
this a jab, silence ‘fore i beat your f-ckin’ ass
your ghostwriter backdoored you, snake up in the grass
i could really go in, but i’mma save that sh-t (ay!)
f-ck you over and let charlamagne play that sh-t (ay!)
keep my name out your dentures on twitter, on insta
get popped by your cousin so you’re family ain’t withcha
the nerve of this n-gga, start the purge on this n-gga
i’mma stop his head while he bite the curb ass n-gga
this is sk!ll, step out your body and it’s drill
see, i’m way more active when n-ggas is gettin’ k!lled
i spinned on everybody who done bucked one of mine
i’m traumatized, a n-gga speak on rob, then he die
and i’m traumatized, a n-gga speak on pac, the he die
and i’m traumatized, a n-gga speak, monique (n-gga)
i’m knowin’ they won’t miss if i slide, goofy
i told you if it’s up, you gon’ have to shoot me
capo
b-tch!, i’m callin’ out names
i was raised by kurupt, you leached off dave mays
you overgrown, and i’m connected in every zone like a mobile phone
could fet’ you up, leave that coke alone
my mind f-cked up, i came from a broken home
i like to cope with drama so i never leave the smoke alone
it’s the reason when they diss they don’t say “ramone” (brr)
‘zino went from a made man to a flaming hoe
my whole life, i’m 079 crazy
i’m the problem and the hustler, snipe your ghostwriter, baby

- cahis

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