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letra de i want it all - sammy sno

[intro: benny the butcher]
the one and only franchise beats
yeah
ah, turn this sh-t up just a lil’ bit
you know what it is
there’s only two things you can depend on (uh, the butcher comin’, n—-!)
gravity and greed, n—- (yo)
agh

[verse 1: benny the butcher]
’06 in ashland, that was a easy bid (that was a easy bid)
’til my brother died on us, i couldn’t believe he did (couldn’t believe he did)
so, the haters can’t believe the kid (nah)
been through that and still did triple first-week numbers that saweetie did
viking sh-t, but this what sacrifices get
my features need a price-adjust
turned my wrist into icicles
i put that 580 on two wheels like a bicycle
my life’s likе a bible quote
said that a long time ago, i’m grindin’, though (watch)
that first brick gon’ givе you a h-ll of a rush
made money hustlin’ and crushin’ letters of the alphabet up (huh?)
that brick a virgin, it’s never been touched (never been touched)
my white b-tch told me a line of that feel like a bump of ketamine dust (god d-mn)
elegant thugs, skeleton made up from elephant tusks
only another couple million gon’ feel better than drugs
a new crib outta town gon’ feel better than love
so you still can’t wife a b-tch you met in the club
it’s butch (crazy)
[chorus: sammy sno]
i want it all, i went to the ceiling from the floor
and, oh, i— i want it all
’cause sometimes enough just ain’t enough
i need more (i want more)

[verse 2: sk da king]
i f-cked up last go, said “this time i’m goin’ on a sick run” (yep)
’cause i’m the type to lose some, and win some, and then some (facts)
n—– go all out for that income (yep)
split the pot up once that l!ck done
’cause ain’t no fun if the homies can’t get none (right)
see that dw? it’s the big drum (the big drum)
this chain shinin’ like a light, but, it’s brighter when it’s dim some (woo)
they just found out i’m a beast, but, i’ve been one
the bottom, where i was picked from
now it’s only north with my career, i’m kim jung
uh, but, sh-t, i’m good over-all
don’t need no hope from y’all
i know i’m raw, (yep) so i don’t need no applause at my curtain call
still gutter like a bowling ball when you throw it wrong (ah)
had to change how i used to think, most of all (yep)
’cause with that mindset i wasn’t goin’ far (yeah)
grew up, my old friends like the clothes i was in back then
and i tried to fit back in ’em, but, i looked fat in ’em
i’m tryna crush this rap business, they still stuck on the last mission
can’t just let anybody join your circle, you gotta hand-pick ’em (right)
they ain’t tell me about the crack system
just threw me in that water, no baptism
no past wisdom, no class given ’bout had to avoid the bad dealings
just cops and fast women
no do’s and dont’s, no planned endings
when the most important part is the transition (right)
man, listen
[chorus: sammy sno]
i want it all, i went to the ceiling from the floor
and, oh, i— i want it all
’cause sometimes enough just ain’t enough
i need more (i want more)

[verse 3: peedi crack]
i can’t deny it, i’m such a f-ckin’ rider
tried to go legal beagle but beanie sigel was on fire
listen, [?] ’03, sh-t hit differently
attempts at what i intended to be failed miserably
riddle me this, gamble with your life— what you get?
head crack, yeah, scr-p
n—–‘ll riddle your sh-t
please, don’t call me peedi crakk
my name pedro tequila
[?] cl!ck, spill [?]
spell like [?]
wish i could compile n—–, put ’em in a bunch
step back, let it ring on ’em, k!ll ’em all at once
negative vibes only, [?] manolo, i’m tony
finna only take pictures with the homies ’cause i ain’t photogenic with phonies
globally connected with all cronies
criminals with them credentials that get the feds h-rny
hot and bothered, glock in pocket
but, not a pocket rocket
i get to whoppin’ this b-tch, watch your squad turn into la dodgers
dippi” and slippin’
you ain’t grippin’? you trippin’
it’s been twenty-six since b.i.g. got hit
you still ain’t listenin’ (listen)
n—– never see the vision ’til it get up in they system
f-ck your favorite rapper, dead or livin’
rrring
[chorus: sammy sno]
i want it all, i went to the ceiling from the floor
and, oh, i— i want it all
’cause sometimes enough just ain’t enough
i need more (i want more)

- sammy sno

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