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benny the butcher & black soprano family - the warehouse 3 كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
summertime butch’
summertime butch’, y’all hear what’s goin’ on

[verse 1: rick hyde & elcamino]
i hope this rap sh_t is the answer, ’cause i got so many questions
changin’ channels, smokin’ pressure, as i channel my aggression
this og called me humble, i said “nah, big bro, i’m thankful”
some n_ggas never make it out they city, it’s so hateful
lost my n_gga brick some time around the end of april
my brother need a hundred on the phone, but he can wait though
my patience gettin’ thinner than the fabric on a rain coat
i turn you albert pujols, now you playin’ with the angels
i take lossеs that would devestate, sh_t don’t rеally get to me
you wanna know my mood or how i’m feelin’? n_gga, sit with me
n_ggas pillow talkin’ with the b_tches, always sippin’ tea
that b_tch gon’ be your downfall while you out here thinkin’ differently
off the rip, it was a fifty piece, never would they cripple me
last year i hit it with the formula and tripled it
i ain’t really f_ckin’ with you n_ggas, like it’s bigotry
the second one was classic, wait until i drop the trilogy (yo, yo)
it’s ricky, n_gga, uh

[verse 2: elcamino]
now i be havin’ squares for ’em, i used to sell it to ’em hard
finally signed a record deal, who knew the devil was a star?
i done finally found a hustle, i ain’t gotta sell to one with jaws
i made eighty percent legal, ’cause i still be breakin’ laws
if they run up in this b_tch, man, they gon’ nail me to the cross
if they run up in my crib and go too far, they might get lost
i’ma catch you on the camera, got some brand new sh_ts in store
gotta look good on camera, we told cannon in the mall
n_gga, it’s bsf, so you better be on your best
i could easily go pop me a perc’ and be on your steps, uh
we all we got, but it’s more like we all that’s left of the real
these n_ggas hate through whatever, it’s becomin’ a sk!ll
while n_ggas makin’ these threats, i hope they makin’ they will
be smart, n_gga
[verse 3: fuego base & benny the butcher]
stained a rapper for his trash chain
excuse my absence from the rap game, i was in the crack game
question, do i rap or sell better?
plastic bag over the gun, that’s a homemade sh_ll catcher (uh)
grease the homie’s jpay so that they jail better
as good as this b_tch look, she should smell better (hahaha)
got the kind of heart it take to face monsters (uh)
punch unc’ in the throat, he owed me eight dollars (uh)
a wire’ll leave our fate bothered
free ysl, i hope we ain’t the next crew that the jake’s conquer
pretty sure your tale less gory
uh, this ashyville n_gga a success story (yo)

[verse 4: benny the butcher]
picture white jesus hangin’, that’s how you hide the wall safe
at trial with a b_tch lawyer and we f_ckin’ on a court date (uh_huh)
as men, we come in peace, but if it’s beef, that’s tomahawk steak
we do porsche vs. ferrari like the kentucky derby horse race
no sleepin’ on an off_day, y’all make mistakes that the boss can’t
you trapped (uh_uh)
it’s hard to get me out that b_tch like when a dog mate (ah)
caught your homie in a lie, you gotta treat it like a heartbreak
g_money lied to nino and don’t forget, tony crossed frank
them broke n_gga excuses, i’m startin’ to get allergic (i’m allergic)
how n_ggas want me to catch, clean, cook the food and serve it?
shorty slid for a coke, that’s all he wanted, i said “you earned it”
then heard he did another one while wearin’ it, i said “now burn it”
uh, i treasure this ap, now wear it with my nuts swingin’ (i got to)
success might be different for you, dependin’ on your upbringin’
sopranos don’t explain sh_t, i gave y’all enough reasons
all summer ’24, we’ve seen a cybertruck and trump bleedin’, bsf
[outro]
summertime butch’
these are the real sopranos

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