lirik lagu smoke dza & benny the butcher - 7:30
[intro: benny the butcher]
let’s go
uh-huh (yo)
let’s go
you know when me and my brother link
it’s only legendary sh-t, n-gga
let’s go
pete rock, uh
[verse 1: benny the butcher]
this for the barbershops and liquor stores
i’m through pitching raw, but what i spent this week is what a brick would cost
i can tell you never been lit before
you the type to try to stunt with a b-tch that i hit before
in a drought i caught my biggest score
when it was dry, no snow around like santa took christmas off
your b-tch hit me, i just missed her call
it’s gang, if i can’t f-ck her in my chain, then my d-ck get soft
they hit the crib with a sniffing dog
quarter brick of raw and a picture of griselda on the kitchen wall
between poverty and wealth, that’s where prison fall
my bid was like a how to be a kingpin seminar
be very afraid, i carry a gauge
my new b-tch, she get the most ’cause she barely complain
gucci bulletproof vest that i wear in the raid
i bonded out the next day, then i married the game
the butcher
[chorus: westside gunn]
ayy, yo, 7: 30 on d-ck mille (d-ck mille)
don’t stop ’til the sh-t empty (don’t stop ’til the sh-t empty)
what you gwan do? (what you gwan do?)
blow your head off front of mom dukes
went down fifth ave and bought everything
i only need a pistol and a loyal fiend
kiss a triple beam
took my shady deal, copped a hundred things
[verse 2: smoke dza]
i don’t chase love, only thing i chase involve big bankin’
wordsmith, i get paid to do the sl1ck thinkin’
pen sharp case you like lip singing
besides rap i seen more crime daily than chris hansen
for the love of the ben franklins
young n-gga took the pack on the jitney base, he lived in the hamptons
back when the pounds were sixty-five
wasn’t trippin’, was worth the hour fifty-nine
duffle full, seven plates of the bomb
the profit was sweet, the ticket was forty-eight at the time
in less than forty-eight hours, i was playin’ a dime
you was pumpfaking, playing with time
dinner with the plug, he had penny, but i don’t f-ck with the swine
it’s all love, he had more work for me that i couldn’t decline
dibble and dabble case you tryna f-ck around
while you lookin’ for the lime, i re-up, just rewind
[chorus: westside gunn]
ayy, yo, 7: 30 on d-ck mille (d-ck mille)
don’t stop ’til the sh-t empty (don’t stop ’til the sh-t empty)
what you gwan do? (what you gwan do?)
blow your head off front of mom dukes
went down fifth ave and bought everything
i only need a pistol and a loyal fiend
kiss a triple beam
took my shady deal, copped a hundred things
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