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Rick Hyde, Benny The Butcher & Heem - Black Sinatra (Official Video)

Download/Stream “Black Sinatra” here: RickHydeHustlersPrayer.lnk.to/Cw6w1n Follow Artist Here: Rick Hyde Facebook:   / whoisrickhyde   Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/prettyricky... Twitter: https://twitter.com/rickhydebeatz?lan... Benny the Butcher Facebook:   / getbenny   Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/getbenny/?h... Twitter:   / bennybsf   HEEM Facebook:   / iam__heem-114489986859469   Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/iamheem/?hl=en Twitter: https://twitter.com/heem_700?lang=en BSF Facebook: https://m.facebook.com/Black-Soprano-... Instagram: BSF Records (@blacksopranofamilyrecords) • Instagram photos and videos Twitter: https://twitter.com/bsf_records?lang=en Lyrics: Yea Uh These are the real sopranos I was just telling the gang that Funny thing about these niggas that By the time they try to help you, you won’t need it (Sopranos) uh I told you I was set, then I showed you I was next I ended up more successful than I told you I would get Crack I sold if off my steps Can’t forget the odor that it left I made as sculpture out these big VS boulders on my neck (Sopranos) I played the corner dead broke I was a regular nigga Now them same niggas doubted, I’m ahead of them niggas They ain’t gonna tell you about them times I broke bread with niggas When they was down to their last, I gave my hand to niggas My mama did what was necessary Couple of Christmas’s in February, that struggle made me legendary I’m from the corner where the profit varies Long as your making one, how could you argue you ain’t making none Gelato 41 (inaudible) done You’d think these niggas was balling but they (inaudible) I had like 3-7 bundles in my Jordan 1’s I be trapping through the night until the morning comes (sopranos) Father forgive me them corners made me an offer young Cigars and rum Kicking it with the plug like forth and one Then we take the extra mile let the pressure build When coke get sat on scales it sounds like wedding bells (sopranos) I come from selling crack on the corner One slip, and I’m back on the corner Nigga violate the gang he a goner I remember cutting cocaine with ammonia Out hustling until 4 in the morning I used to live like that, you ain’t never cooked a bid like that Off white when that shit jump back I’m fresh off the stove, had a kilo, fresh off the road The insides look like diamonds and gold muh fucka Black Sinatra Shit (yea) It’s Black Sinatra Shit Give it up for this Black Sinatra shit (ah) Black Sinatra Shit Black Sinatra Shit It’s Black Sinatra Shit (uh) Black Sinatra Shit Give it up for Black Sinatra shit (uh) It’s Black Sinatra Shit It’s Black Sinatra Shit (Uh)