Luyện nghe bài hát Bennie Franks

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

I'ma money making soldier 'cause I give no fuck, the world is mine
You stepping over gages grenades and land so hand mine
If you was around nigga you ban mine
Off the loado watching out for the popping at the po po
99 brinks truck candy apple sitting on

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

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

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

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
Thats the making soldiers bringing all the noise
Ain't nothing on ya block but vocaling toys
Riding tinted out straps hoes galore

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

Put me to and nigga ya playing
If your all surrounding I'm abandoning
I strike back like on
I'm on a spree taking out all niggas sounding like me like Cullonon

Y'all can go to a guiness on a one road business
It's a sin to swallow all the witness now I'm 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 emcee's chop 'em off at the knees
Face to face with 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
Come on ya all do do it to Tillman or a Ben Jagger

'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 man tell 'em what the the thang hey

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

It's a 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 real hoes galore

B E N I E Franks
Who to come test me now think
The game is over officially my time
You fuck around and get ya label shut down

Who them niggas try to diss and made a 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 glamoura I'm up opponents and challengers
charged ya stamina here comes the
Watch me damage ya, we mash and bang mask and thang
Get jacked ya reclaim the game and I'll blast ya fame
You say the war is on it I spare you, come back to my city nigga

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

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

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