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westside gunn - nitro lyrics

[verse 1: westside gunn, conway the machine & benny the butcher]
’17 s550 seats and it was navy
american gangster like preacher in the 80’s
deliver pie to your door like a pizza, if you pay me
maniac rap, these n+ggas is crazy, hold up
ayo, these n+ggas is brazy, hold up (hold up)
don’t make a move, don’t make a sound n+gga
at your kids’ daycare with the pile n+gga
don’t make a peep n+gga
at your nana nursing home with the street sweeper
hall & nash, we elite n+gga
god bless all the street n+ggas
told the youngin when you ’bout 50 you’ll take a piece with ya
these a thousand dollars each sneaker
the rich righteous teacher
f+cked your b+tch for some rihanna creepers
these f+ck n+ggas can’t keep up
had to drag the goyard when i re’d up
had to drag the goyard when i re’d up
bunch of homies, them n+ggas’ll j. reid ya
show a n+gga love, he’ll still deceive ya
that’s why i keep the 40 i know the procedure
them boys drop bodies for the bands though
hide them dead bodies in the bandos
gosha tee camo
hanging out the bentley truck like rambo
face on the lightpole with the candle
these n+ggas don’t even miss ya
these n+ggas won’t even kiss ya
f+ck the n+ggas we gon’ air ’em out
supply 350’s till i wear ’em out
supply 350’s these pairing out
n+ggas tuck they chains around us, they don’t wear ’em out
prezi by the throat, your jug vein, i’ma tear it out
you ever ran into the devil?
i took this fly sh+t to another level (uh)
coke pots next to the tea kettle (yeah lemme get this)
i had your ass floating sea level
[verse 2: benny the butcher]
yeah, all my n+ggas kings, all my chicks is fancy
my hand in my b+tch’s panties while i’m sipping brandy
sh+lls i stuffed in the [?] he probably left the camry
likely to catch another case before i win a grammy
my little brother like machine gun ’cause he a savage
that 40 make you lose weight without eating salad
gave him a gun, now he around town wreaking havoc
got knocked once and heard y’all downtown singing ballads
n+ggas up in [?] causing faces
got public defenders going against the strongest cases
if you want that, we have you make extortion payments
they come around once a month like a mortgage payment
if you late we f+ck you up and still charge inflation
better watch your f+cking mouth when you talk to gangsters
i eat with the bosses and still hang with henchmen
always spoke a [?] when my name get mentioned
o’s, i cooked them up, in the strangest kitchens
tossed bullets for bucks like i was jameis winston
i know n+ggas who never told ’cause they plug the brother
sly green numbers and never get to hug they mothers
i got homies who bought rollies, not to check the time
but most of us caught bids and then perfected crime
and some n+ggas stood up and they took extra time
when they come home, they legends like me, west, and con
uh, upper echelon
when they come home, they legends like me, west, and con

- westside gunn lyrics

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