Benny the Butcher — Pow Pow

[Verse] Keep quiet when you see bosses talkin' Whip with all the horses from the Pyrex under the water faucet And trappin' on the 2nd floor apartment I had a kid, went to jail and came home to my daughter talkin' I clip ya man, you probably call the sergeant 'Cause you a rat they should gave you a flashlight in a corner office You ever try addin' all your losses I'm in the company of slaughterers, kingpins and border crossers I got a dog that call home New Orleans He never watched the Hornets He just cook up work while he boilin' crayfish Marble floors, the toilet stall is porcelain That nigga rich and cheap He feed all his side bitches Boston market This rap shit still a passion in me And I murk everything I'm on So that's why I brought casket with me Fuck my pops, that's the bastard in me When it come to stretchin' I'm a professor Hustlers take classes with me Me and my boo in a wide body coupe Nigga, you live by it you gotta die by it too You ain't never had enough work that you could supply a group So cheap, that everybody and they momma buyin' too, let's go [Chorus] I got three bullets for the hate, three bullets for the grudge Three bullets for the Jakes, three bullets for the judge Three bullets for ya head—I'm aimin' over ya vest I came with 17—I still got two bullets left I got three bullets for the hate, three bullets for the grudge Three bullets for the Jakes, three bullets for the judge Three bullets for ya head—I'm aimin' over ya chest I came with 17—I still got two bullets left, let's go [Outro: Sample] "These are the real Sopranos"