Correction Paroles When Tony Met Sosa par Benny the Butcher

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Ayo, you know every time I come back, my sh*t A1
n***as be like, "Yo, ayo, you saved this rap sh*t"
I be like, "Nah, this rap sh*t saved me though"
(La música de Harry Fraud) Uh

When n***as said they need less trappers and more poets
I kept talkin' to hustlers that's more heroic
It's a difference when you rise out the ghetto, come back and grow it
The game broke my heart in three places, I never show it
Close my eyes and the voice in my eardrums tell me 'fore the Feds come
To turn these bread crumbs to a hedge fund
Y'all the type to change your life when n***as survive shootings
You made it out alive, retired, and drive Uber
I laugh at this whole sh*t, how I captured it so quick, yeah
I ran the field with the passion of old Vick
Y'all dumb n***as broke 'cause money and accidents don't mix
Trafficked my flow just like I'm back to my old tricks
Been a young legend, I caught flashes in '06
Buttons on the driver's side make the passenger door flip, yeah
I've been gettin' a little too accurate, I need new challenges
You know the rules, if you move backwards, then you do calendars
For street n***as, I'm the new catalyst, but who fathomed it?
My heroes in federal sweat suits and New Balances
What's the outcome for n***as like me? Where do I land?
I put a Prezi on my wrist when the streets forced my hand
Bumpin' into old beef in my city, we spinnin' blocks
There's pressure until we get the respect you give your pops
Can only name a few rhymers who had it like, "Dude got it"
Make a list, huh, and I'm on they heels like shoe polish
I let n***as talk all last year, I was too modest
Whole gang up and my safe stuffed like a Jew wallet
Uh, I pray for block boys who phones doin' fifteen hundreds
Just to turn the sh*t he pumpin' into crispy hundreds
Yeah, okay, we know it's rap, but don't forget we hustlers
And how we used to bag dope up on empty stomachs

Uh, the Butcher comin', n***a
f**k n***as talkin' 'bout?
Every time I come back, my sh*t A1
That's why the n***as in the jails f**k with me
That's why them n***as in the offices f**k with me
Ayo, Fraud, this sh*t crazy
This nostalgic, n***a
sh*t feel like when Tony met Sosa
Ah, this for my n***as, man
I been ten toes down, that's why my sh*t sound like this
I ain't make none of this up
Big Griselda, Black Soprano Family
The Butcher comin', n***a

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