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benny the butcher & black soprano family - one verse butch lyrics

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[intro]
ah, ah, big butch’
the butcher comin’, n+gga
summertime butch’
ayo,
yeah, ayo
these are the real sopranos
yo, tell me this
why would y’all even assume that these n+ggas is a threat?
why would y’all even assume
that these n+ggas is ready for this type of sh+t?
ah, the butcher comin’ n+gga
yo, big butchie’ (ah)

[verse]
a lot of y’all don’t got the right to speak
your money short, your ice look weak (sh+t look weak)
this a different type of beef
i sent hits twice this week (hahaha), you triflin’ me?
even gavе my b+tch a jack, so my wife can eat (so she can еat)
that’s right, n+gga, i really gave her smack
but ain’t no ike in me, the fight in me like holyfield
the competition bitin’ me (d+mn), you know it’s real
i fed n+ggas anyway, i guess that’s life for me (that’s life)
that’s light for me (ah)
and i really do this sh+t, it ain’t no hype in me (n+gga)
gotta think that through, the price for you ain’t the price for me
seen dope money, seen legal cake, new money and rico cake
when i open up them bills, that sh+t look like al pacino face
them 308 rifle sh+lls, they move at a torpedo pace
the opps got to relocate
we get that b+tch too, you think she so safe (hold on)
doa, butch’ gon bring them racks to you, like boa
ankle monitor, further soccer goal, a hundred feet away
but check it
why wait for them streams to pay, when i’m a triple beam away
from lockin’ everything away and throwin’ the keys away?
that’s gangster, every ship need an anchor (they do)
had the trap in south buff’, the l!cks came from salamanca (they did)
no thank you, but i’m a soccer dad now
i told my baby, “call me pops”
i had to babysit these blocks, push my mercedes benz in crocs
one verse butch’, n+gga, let’s go (ah, hahaha)
[outro]
one verse butch, right? (black soprano family)
’cause n+ggas really don’t deserve another verse (uh+huh)
’cause y’all be listenin’ to that other sh+t (big mob)
y’all be jackin’ that other sh+t (big bsf)
and that sh+t don’t hit like this (everything eastside buffalo)
huh, we real street n+ggas, we stand on that (five to fifty)
besides that, we businessmen, n+gga
n+ggas take care of they family, n+gga (too many stripes on my n+ggas)
put the team on, move my mama out the hood, n+gga
talk about somethin’ real (too many generals in this b+tch)
summertime butch’, n+gga, ah (yeah)
summertime butch’



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