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Butta Rice

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Butta Rice

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Kush God

K.O.N.Y

[La Música de Harry Fraud:]

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 [?] like the Lama speaks

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 dog) got the party drug for your nights

Near low, creeping with the hammer don't bring your ice out

First nigga make a slight move 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

So 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 sayin' it

You bet your bed nigga, lay in it

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