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Artiste : King Von
Titre : .223
[Booka600]
But they die, but they die...
But they..but they die, but they die...
But they die, but they die

[Booka600 & King Von]
Count these Benjamins
Lay low in the V
Lot of bitches they into me
And I got a lot of enemies
But they die
There´s no lie
I stay true to all my guys
When I do just make it high
And buyin´ diamonds, know that´s ice
Load my .223s
Chase my enemies
I got hoes from overseas
They just rolled my dope for me
Diamonds make them notice me
Hope you don´t think about pokin´ me
Hope you don´t think about approaching me
He might not wake up from that dream

[Booka600 and King Von]
(Von)
Die within a blink
(In a blink nigga)
I´ll whack him, his defeat
(His defeat nigga)
It´s all about that gang, we elite
(We elite nigga!)
Nigga a rat, he´s a breach
(Well that´s a breach nigga!)
Can´t break the colony, we throw Bs
(We throw Bs nigga!)
Alexander roll on the sneaks
(With them McQueens nigga!)
Propaganda, just shoot don´t speak
(Don´t speak nigga!)
Extravagant hits out the Bentley

(Boom boom!)
Count these Benjamins
I be so lowkey
I got some killer instincts
Don´t approach me
I got some killers for friends
But I don´t know nothing
I don´t know nothing, yuh

[Booka600 & King Von]
Count these Benjamins
Lay low in the V
Lot of bitches they into me
And I got a lot of enemies
But they die
There´s no lie
I stay true to all my guys
When I do just make it high

And buyin´ diamonds, know that´s ice
Load my .223s
Chase my enemies
I got hoes from overseas
They just rolled my dope for me
Diamonds make them notice me
Hope you don´t think about pokin´ me
Hope you don´t think about approaching me
He might not wake up from that dream

[King Von]
What you think, Von?
Nigga fuck your team, huh
We the ones that hit your block
Might miss a few times, came back like a rerun
We the ones be at the shows
Ain´t never at home, but I swear you ain´t run the city, huh

I´m the one they always´ll call it´s time to get busy
Is you gon´ come or what?
What, what?
Cause we don´t give a fuck
I told them niggas give it up
They shouldn´t beef with us
I tried to tell em to be cool
And not to tweak with us
And now it´s 28 and 6th, them boy they seein´ us
See we be slidin´ to them shows
We keep them heaters tucked
Money older than a pager it should beep or sum
Fast cars, bad broads, I ain´t see it comin´
Track Hawk, masked car you gon´ see me comin´

[Booka600 & King Von]
Count these Benjamins

Lay low in the V
Lot of bitches they into me
And I got a lot of enemies
But they die
There´s no lie
I stay true to all my guys
When I do just make it high
And buyin´ diamonds, know that´s ice
Load my .223s
Chase my enemies
I got hoes from overseas
They just rolled my dope for me
Diamonds make them notice me
Hope you don´t think about pokin´ me
Hope you don´t think about approaching me
He might not wake up from that dream