5.53fxndi - benghazi lyrics
benghazi lyrics
[verse 1: 83hades]
no smoke you want beef with my clique
pull up gun sounds in this b+tch
big choppa came with a [?] kick
[?] bust down off of zips
[?]
talkin and you know his ass gone hit
see the [?] run it down on yo f+ckin b+tch
[verse 2: 83hades]
i don’t run heist no more
i don’t [?] price no more
and i got this [?] .44
don’t try me lil bro
[?]
why you gotta gun but you won’t blow it
tryna take me [?]
imma skirt off [?] commotion
and i sell a lot of dope
got a [?] with a scope
b+tch we bang in this hoe
[?]
and i’m up from my set
come down with the poles
[?] off with the tech
[?] reload
[?] with the snow
made her fall in love with the coke
and i got [?] in my toes
watch me skirt off in the beam
[?] when i see her
got the hollow tips they might eat ya
[?]
free all my dogs in the pin
[verse 3: 5.53fxndi]
f+ck everybody b+tch i am alonе
[?]
i made 30 bands i was usin my phone
i made 30 bands and i did it alonе
pull+pull out yo pistol b+tch [?]
i bought me a draco [?]
[?] in the back so you know how i’m comin
they call me big fxndi turn nothin to somethin
whi+white boy fxndi he be posted with the gang
he was outside [?]
talkin to the boy better watch what you say
he don’t give a f+ck k!ll yo ass broad day
i+i+i+i roll with the [?] b+tch you roll with a posse
big ass ak straight from benghazi
big gas and my lungs [?] n+z+
smokin that pack hotbox like a n+z+
f+ck on that b+tch imma make her bust down
[?]
i [?] with them rounds
i made all this money for sellin in pounds
f+ck yo gang f+ck yo clique
f+ck yo gang f+ck yo clique
f+ck yo gang f+ck yo clique
[verse 4: 33mercury]
without this music i probably won’t be sh+t
i hate you b+tches [?] talk and i mean it
[?] run up yo home and gone [?]
choppa gone take off yo face now you faceless
never looked up to n0body
i rather be dead in the coffin than copy somebody
i might just go cope me a [?]
i can’t stand this pain so i walk around like i’m a zombie
yuh
you is a not a big talk
stop with all that small talk
talkin n+gga dropped off
b+tch yuh
tweakin like i’m spastic
i’m movin with big fxndi so you know that sh+t is tragic
ak on yo back with the ruger in yo pocket
why you flexin guns when you know d+mn well you won’t pop it
no i ain’t no b+tch i ain’t doin this for profit
why you all up on me like a weirdo boy just stop it
ay
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