[Intro: Benny the Butcher] Griselda Respect the scorpion, nigga Ah The butcher comin', nigga Y'all know what it is, nigga Black Soprano Family, nigga Brrt
[Verse: Benny the Butcher] Gave niggas the benefit Talked it out when I could've paid killers to finish it Grave diggers that's generous (Uh-huh) From a corner store, now we made niggas with businesses In courtrooms, I ate with them same niggas they mentionin' My album, I wrote down cocaine dealin' definitive (Okay) You had to play the game to really spit that articulate The word about my name is I paint them pictures meticulous And rode with a brick on the train, feelin' adventurous Brought 'em fifteen thousand and got it all back The money slow, I hit the bottom, I was down to a stack I thought about it, took a moment, then rerouted my map And moved my family out of town, in a condo off rap Fuck a diss song, I wanna hear the sound of y'all gats (Shoot somethin') Pound in y'all lap, ridin', dressed down in all black And that gangster shit you warn don't come out 'til y'all rap And that old work you put in don't count 'cause y'all rats, uh Bimmer weavin' between cars, got me breathin' hard Servin' clean, we dream large with uneven odds It won't ever inconvenience me to leave a broad Sometimes you sever ties even if it leave a scar (True shit) It's gon' take a bank vault for that advance to suit me (Ah) And I'ma buy Versace since they bannin' Gucci In interviews they ask me questions and I answer truthfully Fiend cooked that half for a can of beer and a loosie
[Outro: McGruff, AZ & Big L] I flood the streets with drugs and clock dollars Get the cream with my team and I'm ghost Only the real can relate— we get the money live You know the rules to the game I flood the streets with drugs and clock dollars Get the cream with my team and I'm ghost Only the real can relate— we get the money liveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
