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benzino - no part of us (feat. bobby brown) lyrics

(feat. bobby brown, prodigy)

[prodigy talking]
aiyyo, you know what i’m saying, yeah
f-ck you b-tch–ss n-ggas you know what i’m saying
straight like that from the bottom of my heart
man this is silly
i ain’t got nothing but slugs for you b-tch–ss n-ggas, know what i mean?
f-ck all y’all n-ggas, straight like that
what up

[hook 2x: bobby brown (benzino)]
don’t start with me (benzino, b. brown, hangmen 3)
you don’t want to see that side of me
i don’t really care how hard ya be
i just know you don’t want a war with me
so don’t f-ck with me

[prodigy]
aiyyo, it’s war this night and over run up on ya few
boss n-ggas dump bullets and get rid of that crew
you gotta bang n-ggas out
f-ck that sh-t is serious
give it to ’em n-ggas, kid show them how real it is
these punk motherf-ckers get their head pushed, leds bust
guns on their friends and they feds dunn yeah dunn
venalate n-ggas hear ’em out
wear n-ggas out
get them before they get you
open up your eyes, true
look alive, dunn it’s not a game
it’s not thing for you to get body
that’s why we don’t play
so where the bags for the f-ck back
before i squeeze more shots and murder more b-st-rds

[hook 2x: bobby brown]
don’t start with me
you don’t want to see that side of me
i don’t really care how hard ya be
i just know you don’t want a war with me
so don’t f-ck with me

[benzino]
yo, swing that, mince that, double bogie, hit that
big gat, tiger money, holdin one, get that
forty-cal go and get your burns, spit that
bring beef where your motherf-cking cribs at
shove knives in your chest where your ribs at
get money with my hangmen, split that
come thick when we show those guns
doing 1-6-0 on the autobahn
ride all night drink cris til dawn
tonight we don’t care, right from wrong
anybody wanna kick the same old song
b-tch–ss n-ggas won’t last too long, motherf-cker

[hook 2x: bobby brown]
don’t start with me
you don’t want to see that side of me
i don’t really care how hard ya be
i just know you don’t want a war with me
so don’t f-ck with me

[bobby brown]
meet you overnight
rest now that’s tomorrow
my projects thorough
tribes with made men, now you know
no matter what happened in the barium rocks
still remain with my pistol in my palm c-cked
god d-mn, country, all sh-t is sick
cause sh-t ain’t but a bag full of f-cking tricks
addition and money in my pocket
so i’m a dip into my bag and grab my motherf-cking clip
then i’m a break out the door cause i’m mad like f-ck
and i’m p-ssed off and like get your -ss and stick you up
no hold barred and it’s time to get paid over
i’m broke, ain’t nuttin funny i need money

[bobby brown & benzino (bobby brown)]
f-ckers want to try and change the game (i did that)
try throw dirt on my name (you got that)
storm them for their fortune and fame (you want that)
twenty karats on my neck, wrist and brain (i flaunt that)

[hook 6x: bobby brown]
don’t start with me
you don’t want to see that side of me
i don’t really care how hard ya be
i just know you don’t want a war with me
so don’t f-ck with me

- benzino lyrics

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