Luyện nghe bài hát Bennie Franks

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's a joint we completed niggas boy
Thats the making soldiers bringing all the noise
Ain't on ya block but them vocaling toys
Riding tinted out real straps galore

Now it don't get no deeper 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 nigga ya
If your all shit I'm abandoning
I strike back like on
I'm on a spree taking out all niggas sounding me like Andrew Cullonon

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

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

'Cause its that nigga the 3-1-2 capital double L-L
Bring the noise shit we bound to them boys
Although he's a nice guy and when the is to 'em
I em pain
Come on rasta man tell 'em the the thang hey

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 we completed niggas ballers boy
the money making soldiers bringing all the noise
Ain't nothing on ya block but them vocaling
Riding tinted out real straps hoes

B E double N I E
Who want to test me now think
The is over it's officially my time
You around nigga and get ya label shut down

Who them niggas try to diss and a clip but they miss
Y'all a let me tangle legit ballers and twist
I axe ya wrist off, who can I trust ya
Who can I bust I for cash put beans on fast got singers as jack
I told ya that shit for last

Guard ya glamoura I'm fucking up and challengers
charged ya stamina here comes the
Watch me ya, we mash and bang with 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 back to my nigga

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 joint we niggas ballers boy
Thats the money soldiers bringing all the noise
Ain't nothing on ya but them vocaling toys
Riding tinted out real hoes galore

It's a joint we completed niggas boy
Thats the making soldiers bringing all the noise
Ain't on ya block but them vocaling toys
Riding tinted out real hoes galore