Letra Scarface vs. sosa, pt. 2 Benny The Butcher

Scarface vs. sosa, pt. 2

Uh, everything relate back to drug dealing
This that Benny and Daringer shit, this that Griselda shit
Everything relate back to drug dealing
Uh, this that east side Buffalo shit
Everything relate back to drug dealing
Trust me on that, trust me, take my word
Everything, yo

I know you feel it, but it's realer in person
Where I’m from, young niggas killers, bitches strippers and nurses
Who ever knew they'd want my autograph, scribbled in cursive
Real niggas fucking with us off of general purpose
I just dipped half a brick in detergent so they don't sniff when they searching
She take this trip, I might get her a Birkin, uh
These rappers quick with these subliminal verses
What you want? ‘Cause all that pistol talk giving us urges
Soon as the pack get shipped then I’m serving, hit the strip and I'm working
The price good, I take the pitch like I'm Thurman
Chinese K with the bayonet, the clip, and the German
Barrel smoking from the shootout so the tip of it burning
Street nigga, I lived through drug dealing and murders
So imagine what can happen when young niggas determined
Nah, this ain't meant to discourage, I know y'all copying
I ain't mad, I'm just glad to see y'all niggas is learning
Hov taught you how to move in a room full of vultures
You got it, but you ain’t pop it though, so you just a holster
Sometimes these new niggas gotta get schooled to the culture
Like my homie in corrective told me when I used too much soda
Uh, everything relate back to drug dealing
You soft niggas pay tax just to grub with us
Despite the war wounds and the drugs in us
The pretty bitches still fell in love with us
I do a show anywhere ‘cause I’m near with hitters
Us against them like Shaq posting up Cheryl Miller
I don't care who with ya, y’all better duck when that barrel spinning
We ran niggas, so fuck who you comparing with us, uh
Niggas say they fam and never shook hands with us
These rapper talking ‘bout bands, I'm coming, my hands itching
For my niggas in the can, Auburn to San Quentin
Look, my plug got enough dope to grant wishes
Thought about leaving the game ‘cause ain't no love in it
Then I reconsidered ‘cause fame ain't why I jumped in it
We like bougie bitches, and they love villains
Scarface, everything relate back to drug dealing

Uh, everything relate back to drug dealing
Everything, everything relate back to drug dealing
Real shit though, we like bougie bitches, and they love villains
Uh, everything relate back to drug dealing
Scarface, Scarface, nigga
Everything relate back to drug dealing
Nah what I mean, niggas mad, straight like that
So all my niggas straight up Scarfaces, man
All my niggas up top
All my niggas come, all my niggas coming home
On their way home, all that
Everything relate back to drug dealing
Everything, nigga, politics, street shit
Everything, everything relate back to drug dealing
Right? Drug dealing
Everything relate back to drug dealing
Look, look, there’s one of them now