| Yes
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| It’s your boy Benny, man
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| AKA the Mayor, AKA the Mr. Wonderful and a lot more than that
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| What up, bruh? |
| What up, Billy D? |
| (What up?)
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| I’ma put us back where we need to be, man (Okay)
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| Shit (Let's go), uh, bruh
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| Remember track one, «Out on Bail?»
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| On house arrest, you was down, key was out on bail
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| Yeah, nigga, that was the real black blood
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| Caught a case and backed up, no snitching, that’s love
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| It’s what it is, it’s what is was, bruh, and we still here
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| Written for Bobby, free Bobby, black blood, yeah
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| I see Gotti, what up, mami? |
| Black blood, yeah
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| Six K’s, three Tommys, that’s up here
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| Welcome to the bare side, I threw a few words
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| The battle with you and cousin, I threw a few curves
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| Fucker, he can’t fuck with me, you was too firm
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| Bruh, just do my daughter like you would do yours
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| Done, no problem, the choice is mine
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| I dumped the four, pop 'em, do more than ride
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| I’m comin' with four choppers, all the nines
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| He think he crazy, he literally lost his mind
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| And we still in the hood with the grill and the nine tucked
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| And the RICO in your hood, boy, your time’s up
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| Jesus piece shine tough, I recently fired up
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| The dutch, we smoking like we can’t be high enough
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| If you a real street nigga, how it feel? |
| (How it feel?)
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| Doin' stick-ups just to get a dollar bill (Dollar bill)
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| If your grandma ain’t gone, and these niggas wanna dead you
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| But your hammer game strong, how it feel? |
| (How it feel?)
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| If you ever been to jail, let us know (Let us know)
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| Five in and you got a lot to go (Lot to go)
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| If you fiendin' for your mail, and the CO’s keep cleaning out your cell
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| You don’t like it, let us know (Let us know)
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| And when it’s time for beef, tell City to bring the pump
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| J Long bring the AK, Left 'Chinegun a duck, whatever
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| It’s a wrap, I gotta go nuts
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| Do right, know I gotta hold the biggest board up
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| Bitch drive, I’m in the backseat, Benny roll up
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| Hit the lights, when the car stop, I lift 'em both up (My nigga)
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| 'Chinegunner and Benny like grenade and a semi
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| Jordan or Pippen, you can’t stop me when I’m winning
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| I need a safe that can fill a ton
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| I’m eating great, tell a nigga run
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| He can play chase when the killers come
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| I take H to these niggas, uh
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| I blaze eight, then I send 'em, vacate when I spin a drum
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| Nice not the proper word
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| Dude got the key straight locked and turned
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| Spit a sixteen to a mockingbird
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| Spit a sixteen to anything you got, I burn
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| Is it clear? |
| I’m a grizzly bear when I rock the fur
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| Benny in the coupe with the lights on (Lights on)
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| Yeah, Benny got the game in a python (Python)
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| Dude hot even with his ice on
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| Standing in the booth, Billy D, put my mic on
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| If you a real street nigga, how it feel? |
| (How it feel?)
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| Doin' stick-ups just to get a dollar bill (Dollar bill)
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| If your grandma ain’t gone, and these niggas wanna dead you
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| But your hammer game strong, how it feel? |
| (How it feel?)
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| If you ever been to jail, let us know (Let us know)
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| Five in and you got a lot to go (Lot to go)
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| If you fiendin' for your mail, and the CO’s keep cleaning out your cell
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| You don’t like it, let us know (Let us know) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song How It Feel , by - Westside Gunn. Song from the album Flyest Nigga In Charge, Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп