Luyện nghe bài hát Bennie Franks

I bombs like who say mad ass
Verbal ammunition when I solve a blast ass I stash
Assassination Ras Kass
and 10 hut

I'ma money soldier 'cause I don't give no fuck, the world is mine
You stepping over gages grenades and land so hand mine
If you was around you probably ban mine
Off the watching out for the rorrow popping at the po po
99 brinks truck apple sitting on normols

niggas don't wanna see us come up
So fuck them marks for the legit for the world blow up
Its ain't no sold off I'm still top of the mess
Check Tom disrespect Tom through his chest and fuck 'em for T

I'm rolling in my camouflage
Wing ding and wands and now I ready to march
Embark on who trying to whip the lyrical arsonist
Look learn and my baguette still glisten

My nine shines its 6 past 6 so bitches prime
Who in they write mine nigga to define rhyme
L E G I T
it up for them pistol pistol the knuckle street baller, come on

B E N I E Franks
B E N I E Franks
B E double N I E
B E double N I E

a joint we completed niggas ballers boy
Thats the money making soldiers bringing all the
nothing on ya block but them vocaling toys
Riding tinted out real straps hoes

Now it don't get no than this
Mr. Obysis come on my style a twist
I'm out the
Checking ya is too close for coffin

Put me to stand and ya playing
If your all shit I'm abandoning
I strike back like on
I'm on a spree taking out all niggas like me like Andrew Cullonon

Y'all can go to a reawrike guiness on a one road
It's a sin to swallow all the witness now I'm by suspicion
I know this shit got ya twisted so who I make concern
Tossing this shit like blind bitches touching ya ass getting

212 of them degrees wrecking impostor emcee's chop 'em off at the
Face to with your enemy, I'm G.I. to C H I C H, yo heffa
Fo fo go go blow em outta his a chose yo
The return of the cage right
on ya all do wanna do it to Tillman or a Ben Jagger

'Cause its that nigga from the capital double L-L
Bring the noise shit we bound to them boys
he's a nice guy and when the drought is to 'em
I brought em
on rasta man tell 'em what the the thang hey

B E N I E Franks
B E double N I E
B E N I E Franks
B E double N I E

It's a we completed niggas ballers boy
Thats the money soldiers bringing all the noise
Ain't nothing on ya but them vocaling toys
Riding tinted out real straps hoes

B E N I E Franks
Who want to come test me now
The game is over it's my time
You fuck around nigga and get ya shut down

Who them niggas try to diss and a clip but they miss
Y'all shouldn't a let me tangle ballers and twist
I axe ya wrist off, who can I trust ya
Who can I bust I fiend for cash put beans on got singers as jack
I told ya save shit for last

Guard ya glamoura I'm fucking up opponents and
Shoulda charged ya here comes the
Watch me damage ya, we mash and bang mask and thang
Get jacked ya name reclaim the game and I'll ya fame
You say the war is on bring it I spare you, come to my city nigga

B E double N I E
B E double N I E
B E double N I E
B E double N I E

It's a joint we completed niggas boy
Thats the money making soldiers all the noise
Ain't nothing on ya block but them vocaling
Riding out real straps hoes galore

It's a we completed niggas ballers boy
the money making soldiers bringing all the noise
Ain't nothing on ya but them vocaling toys
Riding tinted out straps hoes galore