Letra Who Really The King - Benny The Butcher & 38 Spesh
Yeah, who really the king?
It's me and Spesh, it's like upstate got us switchin' crown
The best to go back and forth since Kiss and Styles
Every time we drop, the hottest shit around
(STABBED & SHOT 2, nigga, The Butcher comin', nigga)
Yeah, ah, so fuck who said what
That type of disrespect, y'all make the news over
In traffic, with teenage shooters, like AAU coachers (Brr, brr)
The money stops when the custys drop, don't make it too potent
Do what I told y'all on 5 to 50 and make a new whole one
I'm good in this game of numbers
It's like we playin' Lego's as kids
No Cane and Able, we more like the Chambers brothers
Nah, Lonzo and LaMelo, we ball like them famous brothers (Ah)
And when it's dry, we only drop shit to entertain each other
And they've been beggin' for this Stabbed & Shot shit
Like they've been beggin' for me back
When I up and left for rap and got rich, shit (Left the hood)
Double-back in that apricot, six then
Jumped out that rockin' a quarter above my waist wearin' Travis Scott kicks (Uh)
Dick for expensive hoes, trips for submissive hoes
The game been in my clench, I feel like I know jiu-jitsu hoes
Who you gave your dope too?
They runnin' off with work to rock them furs (Huh)
I took that work that I done served into my verse on "DR BIRDS" (Ayo, huh)
Don't be an easy purchase, kill for cheap, a G a person
A crook, when your life get took, no reimbursin'
If he live and he need the nurses, defeat the purpose
So he shot him, and shot him again, like he rehearsin'
I don't know who sold more birds, me or Church's
Prices so young that they can't read in cursive
These surgeons suburban, she was nervous
But I protected more white than secret service
Huh, it's like these lil' niggas have the splurge
You gon' crash and burn, you only re-in' with a half-a-bird
Gettin' rich is your last concern
How you late on the rent when you and your bitch got matchin' furs?
That's my word, y'all have some nerves
Niggas act like family, but family ain't an action word
Was passin' burds past the curb
Now it's 'bout takin' cash I earned, makin' it grow tax deferred
Trust
It's me and Spesh, it's like upstate got us switchin' crown
The best to go back and forth since Kiss and Styles
Every time we drop, the hottest shit around
(STABBED & SHOT 2, nigga, The Butcher comin', nigga)
Yeah, ah, so fuck who said what
That type of disrespect, y'all make the news over
In traffic, with teenage shooters, like AAU coachers (Brr, brr)
The money stops when the custys drop, don't make it too potent
Do what I told y'all on 5 to 50 and make a new whole one
I'm good in this game of numbers
It's like we playin' Lego's as kids
No Cane and Able, we more like the Chambers brothers
Nah, Lonzo and LaMelo, we ball like them famous brothers (Ah)
And when it's dry, we only drop shit to entertain each other
And they've been beggin' for this Stabbed & Shot shit
Like they've been beggin' for me back
When I up and left for rap and got rich, shit (Left the hood)
Double-back in that apricot, six then
Jumped out that rockin' a quarter above my waist wearin' Travis Scott kicks (Uh)
Dick for expensive hoes, trips for submissive hoes
The game been in my clench, I feel like I know jiu-jitsu hoes
Who you gave your dope too?
They runnin' off with work to rock them furs (Huh)
I took that work that I done served into my verse on "DR BIRDS" (Ayo, huh)
Don't be an easy purchase, kill for cheap, a G a person
A crook, when your life get took, no reimbursin'
If he live and he need the nurses, defeat the purpose
So he shot him, and shot him again, like he rehearsin'
I don't know who sold more birds, me or Church's
Prices so young that they can't read in cursive
These surgeons suburban, she was nervous
But I protected more white than secret service
Huh, it's like these lil' niggas have the splurge
You gon' crash and burn, you only re-in' with a half-a-bird
Gettin' rich is your last concern
How you late on the rent when you and your bitch got matchin' furs?
That's my word, y'all have some nerves
Niggas act like family, but family ain't an action word
Was passin' burds past the curb
Now it's 'bout takin' cash I earned, makin' it grow tax deferred
Trust
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SS2 Freestyle
Right now, niggas, Huh? Upstate, Make sure y'all go and get that, man, Sway in the morning (My nigga Duffell), Rest in peace DJ Shay, rest in peace, Prick, man, Rest in peace Loverboy, my nigga, Ah, ah, Let's go...
Coke Runs
Brr, The Butcher comin', nigga, My nigga 38 Spesh, STABBED & SHOT 2, Let's go, Powder, I endorsed it, I had to monetize my market, The only trapper to put an ATM outside of my apartment, Hustlers ride around in...
Internal Affairs
I told y'all niggas, quit playin' with us, man, The Butcher comin', nigga, Fuck y'all niggas talkin' 'bout? (Hahahah), Ayo, Daringer, you crazy for this shit, nigga, This that STABBED & SHOT 2 (It's not even a...
Money Counter
And we just do it naturally, we never like really plan, Just like yo bruh, you know, I got this line, He's like aight, aight, I got this line (Hundred percent), And before you know, we got a whole record, you know...
Hometown Hero
Yeah, like, back home, you know, Shit, man, it was, it was impactful, You know, they knew our stories, And we blended so well together and shit, 'Cause, you know, we got the same type of story (Mm-hm), Come from...
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