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el camino - venice beach lyrics

[intro: benny the butcher]
ay yo first thing, it’s about respect
then it’s about the money n-gga
we deal with principles over here
we the black sopranos n-gga

[verse 1: benny the butcher]
(the butcher comin)
i feel like oj ridin in a bronco
two dead bodies in the closet of the condo
griselda blanco, rest in peace jimmy wopo
this the return of benny blanco
sp-ceship, can’t tell if i hit any potholes
it’s not enough soldiers, too many coppo’s
i think it’s not enough riches, too many alpo’s
until i’m worth 9 figures like gwyneth paltrow
i’m callin hits with my mouth closed
the trap got a house code, all white bricks call it the south pole
rolex watches me and city both got em
i caught real cases but i never spoke about em
i had to sell bad dope, i had to cook garbage
but i still ate you gotta pay the butch homage
feds came (huh) i stood silent
i’m a g she wanna f-ck me once then write a book about it
i walked in versace but ain’t buyin sh-t
we only exchange paper if she buy a brick
that’s your hoe? i buy your b-tch
dropped her off with a quarter, a flat screen, and a fire stick
my sh-t bring hustlers out retirement
they hear me rhymin and somehow start to miss the environment
black sopranos, you hear the violin?
gxfr n-gga and we riding til the tires bent

[verse 2: elcamino]
i valeted the [?]
im the one with all the drip, see if you can spot me
this for all my n-ggas cooking up, gracefully
i can’t escape the streets with no religion dukes house was a bakery
i wrote the scriptures, when you listen ain’t no forsaking me
we push in benz’, this ain’t no make believe
i cross you out the mob if you take the plea
the first time i sweared i ended up brazening
my plug racist, always come through with my asian b-tch
i keep him close but i know i’mma end up blazing him
i play davis, i swear you used to get the h from him
i take vacations, f-ck y’all b-tches and go on dates wit them and paint they faces
we at popping we popping nations
balenciaga’s, these designers you rocking macy’s
my wrist look r-t-rded from waitin patient, we made it

- el camino lyrics

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