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benji blue bills - hot shells lyrics

[intro]
r5, he get smoke to the face
f+ckin on her with no rubber, she late
opp b+tch, yeah i don’t want no date
the dirty pistol never discriminate
say the wrong sh+t you put on that plate
real henxhmen send some shots at your face
huh? yeah
5l go to war with the devil
drop a body dig a grave with a shovel
full throttle got my foot on the pedal
f+ck a b+tch i got faith in that metal
brazy with me, yeah i ride with the devil
hit the baddest b+tches i still feel like i settlеd

i guess these n+ggas+ thеse n+ggas think this sh+t ain’t hot or somethin’ like+

[verse]
i heard what he said
how he end up dead?
it supposed to be bread on my head
how he get popped like a med?
lil sosa he dead
[?] got hit in the head
the henxhmen keep painting sh+t red
now here come the feds
lil diesel got took on the stairs
you steppin’ we slide like a sled
get put in your bed
[?] had left him on read
a n+gga get k!lled for that bread
i know where he stay at
[?] how we ’gun play it
[?] we ‘gun paint his dreads red
i won’t say your name but he tried to play dead
my n+ggas they body bag bread
ain’t no cap on them bodies, [?]
drop on yo momma we walk the stick
if he get out the way k!ll his brother instead
n+ggas better stay up in their lane, i’m on mafia lane
you already know where we bang
rob ya for your chain, and i stay with two sticks
get hit with a 98 grain
it’s a body bag gang
and these n+ggas be faking they playin’ a police game
[?]
pop 2 rp’s i can feel lil k up in my veins
her boyfriend a lame
why she f+ck the whole team? say “5l d+ck not the same”
pourin’ out the pain
they k!lled my brother i got get back on my brain
get the drop on him and put the glock on him and finish the business and stay on top of him
that’s the henxhmen n+gga its a lot of them
[?] he gettin’ rich i’m so proud of him
they know benji take that wrist and get outta there
pop prescription yeah i need a whole lotta them
no cups, drink the lean out the bottle then
no brakes on that bih go off full throttle then
no face cause they know imma [?]
ball with that bulletproof vest and that chopper now
b+tch if you test imma [?]
caught his ass flexin’ we [?]
get the drop on him and [?] and we pull up two whips and we wipe the block with them
i understand why you wanna rock with them but you ‘gun die with them you in that car with them

- benji blue bills lyrics

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