Paroles de la chanson Buffs vs. Wires par Westside Gunn
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Paroles de la chanson Buffs vs. Wires par Westside Gunn
[Westside Gunn & BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Ayo, Mag Dior on the prayer rug, twenty chains on, we on Rodeo, blood
Who touchin' my stove? He had to spray him up (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, ah)
Visions ain't reciprocated, he hit the stem hard once (Ah)
Then he walked up the block with a refrigerator
I'm in the Rolls (The Rolls, skrrt)
Knots on the Martine Rose when I pose (Ah)
READYMADE caskets, this work so good, get the elastic
Hid the AK behind the masjid
Who made the sun shine? (Who made the sun shine? You know what I'm sayin')
Ayo, Mag Dior on the prayer rug, twenty chains on, we on Rodeo, blood
Who touchin' my stove? He had to spray him up (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, ah)
Visions ain't reciprocated, he hit the stem hard once (Ah)
Then he walked up the block with a refrigerator
I'm in the Rolls (The Rolls, skrrt)
Knots on the Martine Rose when I pose (Ah)
READYMADE caskets, this work so good, get the elastic
Hid the AK behind the masjid
Who made the sun shine? (Who made the sun shine? You know what I'm sayin')
Next thing you know, we dip from one time (Ah)
[BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Real street nigga shit
Yo, uh
[BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Track and field, runnin' packs, I'm still subtractin' real numbers
I took a loss and just had to build from it, y'all broke the code
Threw dirt on gang when y'all spoke to Hov, that was reckless
That's expected, VS cuts on my wrist big enough to catch infections
This Heckler on me protect the homies, Boldy and Westside
Treated my forty just like my only connect
[BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Real street nigga shit
Yo, uh
[BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Track and field, runnin' packs, I'm still subtractin' real numbers
I took a loss and just had to build from it, y'all broke the code
Threw dirt on gang when y'all spoke to Hov, that was reckless
That's expected, VS cuts on my wrist big enough to catch infections
This Heckler on me protect the homies, Boldy and Westside
Treated my forty just like my only connect
Who said it was simple? Them prisons strengthened my mental
I broke the lead on the paper from writin' letters in pencil
This a process, I'm fresh, I just moved out the projects
Million dollar deals and still feel like I ain't hot yet
Biggie Smalls in a Coogi, Al Green in a mock neck
Russel Simmons my mindset, I'm old Hov with a Pyrex
What's the money worth when my mother hurt, brother layin' under dirt?
We can forgive you, but you get punished first
Dope on a paper plate, thinkin', "Why let the paper wait?"
I ran around the world for it just like The Amazing Race
I broke the lead on the paper from writin' letters in pencil
This a process, I'm fresh, I just moved out the projects
Million dollar deals and still feel like I ain't hot yet
Biggie Smalls in a Coogi, Al Green in a mock neck
Russel Simmons my mindset, I'm old Hov with a Pyrex
What's the money worth when my mother hurt, brother layin' under dirt?
We can forgive you, but you get punished first
Dope on a paper plate, thinkin', "Why let the paper wait?"
I ran around the world for it just like The Amazing Race
The money counter singin' to me, sound like "Amazing Grace"
Cooked a brick of big at a time, I was eight for eight
The Butcher, nigga
[Boldy James]
Last three packs in the bundle, I had to swallow that (Hold the tops)
Balls of smack pumpin' while I'm crumblin' the loudest thrax (Good kush)
Cone racks, turned the plug around at the Mountain Jack's (Still more)
Niggas who thought I was finished hate to see me bouncin' back (It's on)
Touched a honeybun, tryna trap me up a thousand stacks (A big, big dog)
Shout out to Butch and Gunn, my shooter don't know how to rap (Brr)
Cooked a brick of big at a time, I was eight for eight
The Butcher, nigga
[Boldy James]
Last three packs in the bundle, I had to swallow that (Hold the tops)
Balls of smack pumpin' while I'm crumblin' the loudest thrax (Good kush)
Cone racks, turned the plug around at the Mountain Jack's (Still more)
Niggas who thought I was finished hate to see me bouncin' back (It's on)
Touched a honeybun, tryna trap me up a thousand stacks (A big, big dog)
Shout out to Butch and Gunn, my shooter don't know how to rap (Brr)
Never filed a tax, had to run with that powder pack (Hyena)
Thumbs still numb from packin' up, foldin' lotto packs (Up in plastic)
I grew up on a block with scurvy niggas, topsy-turvy (All hitters)
Totin' Glocks with thirties in 'em, sellin' rocks and thirties (Boxes)
Oxycontin, Percocet, I was poppin' yerkies (Tens)
Blowin' on the way to see my PO, I was droppin' dirties (Remix)
Re-rockin' birdies in the trap, half block of turkey (White meat)
The work come in a silver pack like a chocolate Hershey (What else?)
Need the pill scripts and them bows, in total ???[2:49] (Moonrock)
Real nigga, still posted on the service drive with purses (Four-one)
Thumbs still numb from packin' up, foldin' lotto packs (Up in plastic)
I grew up on a block with scurvy niggas, topsy-turvy (All hitters)
Totin' Glocks with thirties in 'em, sellin' rocks and thirties (Boxes)
Oxycontin, Percocet, I was poppin' yerkies (Tens)
Blowin' on the way to see my PO, I was droppin' dirties (Remix)
Re-rockin' birdies in the trap, half block of turkey (White meat)
The work come in a silver pack like a chocolate Hershey (What else?)
Need the pill scripts and them bows, in total ???[2:49] (Moonrock)
Real nigga, still posted on the service drive with purses (Four-one)
Where we at?
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