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lirik lagu benny the butcher - gold plated leica

[intro]
(summertime butch)

[chorus: ot the real & benny the butcher]
plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
body count rises with the summer heat
whoever isn’t hungry simply doesn’t eat (simply doesn’t eat)
whatever pack we put out, that’s the one to beat (that’s us)
plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet, plug got cameras every twenty feet)
body count rises with the summer heat (summer heat)
yo, hey, look

[verse 1: benny the butcher]
i never leave the crib without my strap and most expensive~est watch
it’s like my system’s been shocked ever since i’ve been shot (d~mn)
godfather, it ain’t hard for camera lenses to spot
two~way baller, jamal crawford off the bench, i’ve been hot (that’s a kodak moment)
while y’all got spoon fed, i got efficient with them numbers and watched
i bloomed late like hibiscus in the summer, uh
bank accounts and whips, i know what the feds after
i pose, but, don’t smile for the pics like the feds snapped ’em (d~mn)
we can meet after i whip and make the molecules moist (make the molecules moist)
you know the rendezvous point was the barbecue joint (was the barbecue joint)
i even served blonde fiends that bought the product through choice (hahaha)
they whistle, just yell back, they gotta follow your voice (they gotta follow your voice)
i beat them at their own game, i know some fellas that tried it
but at our level as convicts, it was never accomplished
think ahead, but, be modest, it’ll better your conscience
so many cameras in the crib, they think i sell electronics
butch
[chorus: ot the real]
plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
body count rises with the summer heat
whoever isn’t hungry simply doesn’t eat (simply doesn’t eat)
whatever pack we put out, that’s the one to beat (that’s us)
plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet, plug got cameras every twenty feet)
body count rises with the summer heat (summer heat)

[verse 2: ot the real]
he the one who did the favors, need it done
needed work, needed guns
front it out, keep it fun
know his house, where he gon’ run? (where he gon’ run?)
where he gon’ go?
got the best, cheapest blow
burning me, burn himself
’cause this is how he feeds his own
but, bro, nothing’s guaranteed ’til you’re holding it
they couldn’t find the blow so they just charged bro for some stolen sh~t
them bikers beat that r.i.c.o. down in texas (‘member?), no one snitched
when everybody stand up that you mess with, no one sits (word)
came home, gettin’ mine
did a bid and gripped a nine
you know these different times, but, it’s different when you whip the lines
sick and tired of seeing guys doing bids and die
but now it’s like when friends go to war, you gotta pick a side
live and die, the headrest fits a brick inside
i didn’t drive (nah), just told your b~tch, don’t go over sixty~five (don’t go over sixty~five)
it’s been a tricky ride
money talks, b~tches lie, switches fly (brrt)
[chorus: ot the real & benny the butcher]
plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
body count rises with the summer heat (summer heat)
whoever isn’t hungry simply doesn’t eat (simply doesn’t eat)
whatever pack we put out, that’s the one to beat, we got it (that’s us)
plug got cameras every twenty feet, look around (every twenty feet, plug got cameras every twenty feet), you see ’em?
body count rises with the summer heat (summer heat)
it’s big butch, n~~~~, ah

[verse 3: benny the butcher]
i’m in my hood, super comfy, but, what’s your location? (‘f~ck you at?)
most of these rappers can’t go to the hoods they was raised in
yo, f~ck rap, i got a dope line from pittsburgh to austin
paid ten stacks for game four, knicks versus boston (ah)
me and kushed comparing work and i told him drop it (you gotta drop that)
i won’t pick my phone up until i lock it
plug gave me ten joints and told me it’s up (told me it’s up)
it ain’t even been a week and he blowing me up
i’m camera shy, i’m only taking pics for the fans
got paper cuts ’cause i can count a hundred quick with my hands (my bare hands)
y’all pray for luck, but, i be making bucks quick as i can
i left the game and felt like sugar ray switching my stance (ah)
brick in my hands
y’all go to war with the gang, your folks better help (butcher comin’, n~~~~)
a hustler going live forever and dope sell itself (dope sell itself)
the mother load hit the track, we lock in three days (we lock in three days)
they put cameras in the kitchen to watch the replays (espn)
it’s butch
[chorus: ot the real]
plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
body count rises with the summer heat (summer heat)
whoever isn’t hungry simply doesn’t eat (simply doesn’t eat)
whatever pack we put out, that’s the one to beat, we got it (that’s us)
plug got cameras every twenty feet, look around (every twenty feet, plug got cameras every twenty feet), you see ’em?
body count rises with the summer heat (summer heat)

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