B.E.N.N.Y. the Butcher (Benny The Butcher) - Flood the Block lyrics

[Intro: Benny the Butcher] Griselda Respect the scorpion, ni**a Ah The butcher comin', ni**a Y'all know what it is, ni**a Black Soprano Family, ni**a Brrt [Verse: Benny the Butcher] Gave ni**as the benefit Talked it out when I could've paid killers to finish it Grave diggers that's generous (Uh-huh) From a corner store, now we made ni**as with businesses In courtrooms, I ate with them same ni**as they mentionin' My album, I wrote down cocaine dealin' definitive (Okay) You had to play the game to really spit that articulate The word about my name is I paint them pictures meticulous And rode with a brick on the train, feelin' adventurous Brought 'em fifteen thousand and got it all back The money slow, I hit the bottom, I was down to a stack I thought about it, took a moment, then rerouted my map And moved my family out of town, in a condo off rap fu*k a diss song, I wanna hear the sound of y'all gats (Shoot somethin') Pound in y'all lap, ridin', dressed down in all black And that gangster sh*t you warn don't come out 'til y'all rap And that old work you put in don't count 'cause y'all rats, uh Bimmer weavin' between cars, got me breathin' hard Servin' clean, we dream large with uneven odds It won't ever inconvenience me to leave a broad Sometimes you sever ties even if it leave a scar (True sh*t) It's gon' take a bank vault for that advance to suit me (Ah) And I'ma buy Versace since they bannin' Gucci In interviews they ask me questions and I answer truthfully Fiend cooked that half for a can of beer and a loosie [Outro: McGruff, AZ & Big L] I flood the streets with drugs and clock dollars Get the cream with my team and I'm ghost Only the real can relate— we get the money live You know the rules to the game I flood the streets with drugs and clock dollars Get the cream with my team and I'm ghost Only the real can relate— we get the money live