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Tafia - Benyhana feat. Rick Ross & Bobby Fishscale şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Tafia

albüm: Street Clarity: Gangsta Grillz


All these niggas talkin' they gon have to show eventually
All these niggas rappin' they gon have to prove eventually
Big hustler I was too advance for elementary
Walkin' in designer check my laces they from Italy
Bossed up in a year, started off a runner
It's like I'm an umbrella you can never keep me under you
Big slidin I pull up a wraith to Benihana's
Paid the tab then I sent my momma 15 hunnid
Bad one on my line she be lyin' so I'm playin wit her
But She a hustler made that bitch a runner I ain't wanna hit her
Get that, check up she fukin' wit a winner
Tahoes, Escalades, ion do no sprinters
I need to be able to drop da window when I'm hittin
I need to be stable I need some millions for my niggas
In da county jail eating soup waitin on da proof
Your homies snitching on you thats the shit I had to go through
Surprise, I made it out where all these niggas dyin
I'm fine, walk thru wit all my jewelry I ain't hidin
I slide, bitch I'm from Miami I got gangsta ties
I'm fly, red bottoms on eating Haitian rice
All these niggas talkin' they gon have to show eventually
All these niggas rappin' they gon have to prove eventually
Big hustler I was too advance for elementary
Walkin' in designer check my laces they from Italy
Bossed up in a year, started off a runner
It's like I'm an umbrella you can never keep me under you
Big slidin I pull up a wraith to Benihana's
Paid the tab then I sent my momma 15 hunnid
(Rick Ross)
I ain't gotta wear it, imma send it where you want it
Flows cost a kilo, a show cost another hunnid
Chevy on the streets,? the one who done it
Fat pockets nigga, anyday you wanna run it
I'm killin for my dawg if he comin from the bottom
Check the repertoire, cause any problems know I got him
Took a nigga chello home, he walk up and he shot it
Heron on the corner, hunnid million still a target
Fuck a record label, livin like I hit the lotto
Ten chains on so you know I'm bout the dollar
Ridin through the city when I wanna fuck with her
15 ave when I want a comforter
All these niggas talkin' they gon have to show eventually
All these niggas rappin' they gon have to prove eventually
Big hustler I was too advance for elementary
Walkin' in designer check my laces they from Italy
Bossed up in a year, started off a runner
It's like I'm an umbrella you can never keep me under you
Big slidin I pull up a wraith to Benihana's
Paid the tab then I sent my momma 15 hunnid
(Bobby Fishscale)
I be big sliding, I slid the lamb through the bricks
I be big sliding, I put a brick on my wrist
Bitch I'm big time so I couldn't go 36
Bitch it's drop time, 64, 36
I had to spend a hundred, I was running out of space
When I pull up, them niggas start to do the race
I do the cook up, I get 5 hundred for a eighth
If I'm out of town, I get my momma to catch the play
She a OG, she familiar with the ye
She ride with that fire, and she keep a can of mace
I'm with Tafia, Sak pase? N'ap boule
Never had griot, might eat griot today
All these niggas talkin' they gon have to show eventually
All these niggas rappin' they gon have to prove eventually
Big hustler I was too advance for elementary
Walkin' in designer check my laces they from Italy
Bossed up in a year, started off a runner
It's like I'm an umbrella you can never keep me under you
Big slidin I pull up a wraith to Benihana's
Paid the tab then I sent my momma 15 hunnid

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