Luyện nghe bài hát Bennie Franks

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

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

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

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

My nine shines its 6 6 so bitches prime time
Who in write mine nigga trying 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
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B E N I E Franks
B E N I E Franks

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

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

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

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

212 of them degrees wrecking impostor emcee's 'em off at the knees
Face to face with your enemy, I'm G.I. to C H I C H, yo
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 from the 3-1-2 capital L-L
Bring the noise shit we to burn them boys
Although he's a nice guy and when the is to 'em
I brought em
Come on rasta man tell 'em what the the hey

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

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

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Who to come test me now think
The game is it's officially 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 fast got singers as
I ya save that shit for last

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

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 on ya block but them vocaling toys
Riding tinted out straps hoes galore

a joint we completed niggas ballers boy
Thats the money making soldiers all the noise
Ain't on ya block but them vocaling toys
Riding tinted out straps hoes galore