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Butta Rice Lyrics - Artist : Smoke DZA
Kush God
K.O.N.Y Riiiight I ain't the one to fuck with Criminal minded ain't no Boogie Down production nigga Just destruction, no discussion In New York the only other big nigga running shit is my brother from Flushing Say somethin', I'm headhuntin' Niggas act weird I get you niggas out of here Soprano shit, call a hit Sip a beer, by time I roll something you be in the trunk like a spare 911 niggas in the drama frequent Think you Willie Dynamite let your momma feel it Nigga prob' let the llama speak Subliminals don't bother me, fuck y'all niggas honestly Movie shit, go and get your Goobers You respect the victim I respect the shooter Separate the winners from the losers Shit ain't been the same since 2Pac moved to Cuba I'm the realest nigga here you all welcome I'm the realest nigga here you all welcome I'm the realest nigga here you all welcome I'm the realest nigga here you all welcome I'm on the grind all day all night nigga Now throw the butter in the pot, let the rice simmer I'm on the grind all day, all night nigga Now throw the butter in the pot, let the rice simmer No riff raff, my niggas bring the rice out Al-Doe got the party drug for your nights out NymLo creeping with the hammer, don't bring your ice out First nigga make a slight move, it's lights out Going in for the kill like my niggas from the Chi Gotta get it now, sink or swim, do or die It's a coup d'etat, fuck around for for the booby try Take out your leader see how your crew react Picture me rollin, high res I'm on you nigga's heads like Hugo Chavez Smokey got the buddha, that Buddha I said Scoota, Phil Rizzuto and low threats You're now tuned into the Harlem slick talker Soul and a hustle of an old New Yorker Every big move, I got say in it You bet your bed nigga, lay in it |
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