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Some information about We Reppin Y all Lyrics Title: Benzino - We Reppin Y all lyrics Artist: Benzino Album: The Benzino Project Visitors: 9 visitors have visited We Reppin Y all Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. feat. Made Men Benzino Uhyo We! Uh-uhuh uh uh Uh-uhuh uh uh Uh-uhuh uhhh! Mr. GzusTwice Thou Ray Benzino! I spit that thug shitthe whole world wanna bang to AmazinMr. Benzino from the Made Men Half Peurto Ricanhalf blackstill blazin Steel bangin on the handle of my gun I be Hangman Hangman Mr. Bang-bang man Catch you in your hallwhile you Mr. Slang-thang man Fold you up like a bangy pair of Guess jeans I guess you know what I mean9-15 Be the murdererniggas that I be rollin with Control shitwe thirty dirty deep Bonie clique Light that bluntburn that hashkeep it movin yo Made Men catch wreckin anybody studio Twice Thou Your days are numbered nigga what? you better bounce Got thirty-two rounds in my twenty ounce Blue nickelnew pistol performs in the physical form Squeeze slugs til the gun jamany mission I m on Black leather doo-ragtwo Mags with speed loaders I m a weed smokermy cylinder spinschillin ya mens Loudmouth niggas catch it the worstfor example I ll shoot the shit out of you -- and ya man too Leave ya bodies in the guttercut up for the streetsweeper Hack you the fuck up with a meat cleaverretreat nigga Take a seat dogwhile we bang to this beat dog Or poseI ll pump holes in ya meat dog Chorus To city kids and pretty brickssaditty chicks Hood rats and them killa catswe reppin y all For niggas that s locked for ricks GD s on blocks that got nine s to spitwe reppin y all These streets that be keepin it realthrowin money in ya grill Strapped with the steelwe reppin y all To niggas that s gettin mil splayin ball All my ladies and all my dogswe reppin y all Mr. Gzus I ma keep it crackin like the Earth from it s axis Non-stop spittin hot shit with no practice With this ironI m a blacksmith With shit to make ya backflip From the clap you do the twist and then you don t exist Just for being a hostlethug imposter On sightfuckin pop ya Pow! Drop ya Hit a nigga proper with these shells made of copper Hollow sMade Men what? The gunfire follow My sharp shooters mentally illin Bentley s we chill Got cash and bought everything we ain t steal And many clips to fill cuz these streets stay real We bring the heatnow you know how gettin burned feel Yo get peeled Benzino We stack right? Benzino catch you while yo creepintry yo best right? Just make sure you don t get caught sleepinwhistle deaf right? You not believin what you seeininfrared right? You niggas dead right? Slippin in clips right? These niggas wanna go to warit s time to ride right? But when it s time to get it on they run and hide right? They gonna make me run up in the crib and flip right? My niggas rip right? See I m on top now And if you wanna fuck around then you ll get shot now Don t let me send my Boston niggas to your block now Then make em strip you to your knees and take your glock now We got it locked now... Nigga Chorus Repeat to fade Hottest songs from Benzino : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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