Goodnight - Benny the Butcher.mp3

[00:00.181][Intro: Benny the Butcher]
[00:02.698]Yeah, uh
[00:07.436]You know what this is, right?
[00:16.889]I don't really think y’all niggas ready
[00:22.142]
[00:23.380][Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
[00:23.635]Yo, I stole a pack, then I sold it back
[00:26.384]Uh, we roll in Lacs and got fold up gats with shoulder straps
[00:30.474]It's Griselda, bitch, y'all know the stats
[00:31.972]I need my safe overflow with racks and a yacht with a speedboat attached
[00:35.974]We watched niggas eating, now we getting even
[00:38.979]We watched our mothers cry, but that just made us risk our freedom
[00:41.728]The .40 blow, you get ripped to pieces, hit and leaking
[00:44.717]Have your family in this bitch grieving, hugging pics of Jesus
[00:47.727]My shit the deepest, the shit for thinkers, reachers
[00:50.728]This shit you simple niggas probably couldn’t grip with tweezers
[00:53.715]I took dope charges and I caught state cases
[00:56.722]We did stickups when we was kids and bought Playstations
[00:59.471]Treat your bitch crib like a truck stop weigh station
[01:02.405]Safe haven, if we trade places, that's a vacation
[01:05.412]You know the science, my soldiers riot
[01:07.663]And the best done got finessed, I threw more curve balls than Nolan Ryan
[01:11.902]Growing up, we was so defiant, holding iron
[01:14.404]Chest poking out while I smoke the finest, you know you dying
[01:17.405]Who cold as I am? You show up with me, you know you buying
[01:20.149]Uh, I take one brick and multiply it
[01:23.099]The realest shit of life might be the realest shit I write
[01:25.858]At the Knicks game, so close, I'm spilling shit on Spike
[01:28.859]And I'm killing shit on spite, uh, Glock 19 with the silencer, nigga
[01:32.850]And I just twisted it on tight, goodnight, uh
[01:34.600][Chorus: Busta Rhymes & Benny the Butcher]
[01:35.092]Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo (Yeah)
[01:37.613]Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo (Goodnight)
[01:40.852]Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo (Y'all niggas, y'all ain't ready)
[01:43.857]Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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[01:46.601][Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
[01:46.851]Listen, dawg, we really came from grave conditions
[01:49.291]Ran the trap like offence and I'm Lane Kiffin
[01:52.547]Waiting on the lob, from Chris Paul, guess I’m Blake Griffin
[01:55.293]The TEC shoot from AK distance, so I can’t miss ya
[01:58.306]Yeah, it's me, I make these niggas feel like I’m a problem
[02:01.299]Don't like you, we wilding, posted drinking right from the bottle
[02:04.056]Rock the Gucci polo with the snake right on the collar
[02:07.041]‘Lo top, blue 9s with the white on the bottom
[02:10.304]Niggas hurt, they in they feelings, they don't like how I'm styling
[02:13.048]Got a bitch bad as Rihanna, got her right from the island
[02:15.800]I been in prison fights where niggas get sliced and then holler
[02:18.793]We broke bread and shared blood just like we Italian, uh
[02:22.548]We was Nextelers, now we XXLers
[02:25.042]Making deals with label execs, our check mailers
[02:27.797]One of the best, that’s a bet, I don't sweat, never
[02:30.804]I can read a sucker nigga like a New York bestseller
[02:33.802]We jetsetters, street niggas, we just dress better
[02:36.996]Eating lamb, ain't no dressing on my salad, just feta
[02:40.249]Gun plastic, vest metal, GxF Rebel
[02:42.999]And we hitting family members, so y'all know it's next level, pussy
[02:45.503][Chorus: Busta Rhymes & Benny the Butcher]
[02:46.003]Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo (Goodnight)
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