Correction Paroles What Happened to The Streets par BENNY THE BUTCHER

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Ahhh
Yeah, yeah
The Butcher coming n***a
Griselda, M.O.P. n***as
(oooowww)
I've tried to tell n***as man, n***as can't f**k with the Butcher
Naw, the Butcher coming n***a

It's a couple things you need, when you making some long bread
.38 with some bald heads and a table with strong legs
I'm more safe than y'all, 'cause I got that safe in the wall bread
New case for the squad, show up on the break then we all jam
Looked in the air, said a prayer, then I sat down to eat
I kept my back 'round the streets, you need a pat down to speak
Pass the nail shop, them hoe's probably dash out the seed
That emblem on the hood
Will make them b*t*hes flag down the "V"
I don't back down, my n***as coming strapped down for free
I rest just for a week, but need a half pound of chief
I left town, I ain't coming back 'round for weeks n***a
No law or MPR, need to count these racks out in peace
They ain't holding they 'trolla, n***as never score with a whole one
Sent the package somewhere safe, then boarded the Boeing
Lost my way a couple times, asked the lord "where I'm going?"
'Cause I keep it on me like I can't afford it to tote it
I ran my money up and I ain't think my daughter would notice
Now she in class with that Marc Jacobs bag crossin' her shoulder
It's f**ked up when you find out that your dawg was a cobra
The fed's slick, get in a whip, and can't talk to the chauffeur (ahhh)
(The Butcher coming n***a)

What happened to the streets?
The streets man, what happened to that?
What happened to the streets?
The streets man, what happened to that?
What happened to the streets? (uuhhh)
The streets man, what happened to that? (uuhhh)
What happened to the streets? (uuhhh)

(You heard what I said)

Ayo
What happened to the streets, or at least n***as like me
Solid dudes, earners, burners under the seat
Her gentleman [?], but a hoe's piece
I'll put the gun up, run up, and give you the two piece
You really wanna get it together, call me
I'll get you little n***as together for a small fee
I'm followed by a nation of n***as that's all me
A hood harbor's [?] and OD
Loved throughout the community, M.O.P
Diplomatic immunity n***a, OG
I'm certified worldwide to provide rawness
Uncut, don't give a f**k, pureness
The image of my logo is a globe, [?]
n***as know, so thank Fame for bringing you... me, Danze
Banned from TV

What happened to the streets? (yyeeeaaahh)
The streets man, what happened to that? (M.O., M.O.)
Man what happened?, (plan to hate) Man what happened?
(Plan to hate, man f**k y'all think)
What happened to the streets?
The streets man, what happened to that?
What happened to the streets?
The streets man, what happened to that?

(Yo, Yo, Yo,)

My rap bars give n***as scars and chills in they veins
I'm the realest mothaf**ka with "Lil'" in his name
Still in the game with the feel in the game
Type of n***a to let his blood spill for his change
Take it in blood (yeah)
I'm on that gutter sh*t, I came from the mud
(f**k em) f**k all that color sh*t I bang with the thugs
That'll run up with the masks in yah church, 'cause money is the root Of all evil, that's why they ask for it in church
See I don't hear y'all (nah) and I don't feel y'all (nah)
Officially slap rap n***as for being posh (fyyaahh)
I raise the heat on yah thermometers
Bill Cosby pills, call me "The Street Pharmacist"
Fizzy, I'm high [?],  Fizzy, that manage the eighth
Fizzy, banging out on beats, Fizzy, my n***a plan to hate
Fizzy, boom bap sh*t, what happened to the beats?
True rap sh*t, What happened to the streets?

What happened to the streets?
The streets man, what happened to that?
What happened to the streets?
The streets man, what happened to that?
What happened to the streets?
The streets man, what happened to that?
What happened to the streets?
The streets man, what happened to that?

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