BRICK ANTHEM (feat. Bando bando)

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Hey, sauce it up
Let's get this straight now
I never fucked anybody over in my life
Didn't have a girlfriend. You got that
All I have in this world is my balls and my word
And I don't break them for no reason
Sauce it up
Came through with the 50s, he boutta duck
My niggas be with it, they don't give a f*ck
F*ck, f*ck, he boutta duck
Them hollow tips hungry, they eat me, muh
Gadgets at low fee, yeah, sticked up
That nigga talk gangsta, see me and he tough
If them niggas diss, it ain't really shit to talk about
Why them niggas diss, like we don't sell outside they momma's house
Bro, they playin' like a bitch pop, I hear them screamin' loud
Every time I slip past that block, I bet an hour down
I'm about to cut with the streets, don't think about thinkin' down
Catch you on block, reignite you with your dead guys
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
F*ck it, now let's be fast
How many niggas really go to the trap
Put a beam on the switch for the opps as a rap
Four feet down on the brakes, I'm a dog
And this bitch, you ain't never gon' catch me rappin'
In the trap and I post on the block
If I spy me a opp, he get knocked out his socks
I bet you see this new steam on the block
B-Dog might just put the beam on his top
B-Dog put the beam on the top
Caught a high loafin' at the store, he keep runnin'
You know when we come, we got 40 Glocks
And you see a opp, and you know it's gon' bop, bop, bop, bop
Yeah, we gon' rock this bitch with five cents
Ay, yeah, Lonely Dre, bitch
You know we rock, old bro, yeah
Slid on the floor, them niggas hoes
You know how I come, I got the Glock
Hit up they block, make em' hot up
Slide with the Glock, my eyes dug
Guys in the back with the Macs and the non-stop
I got a 40, got a nine, got a Glock with a drum
Yeah, if a nigga playin' crazy, bitch, you know how I come
Yeah, you can bleed, hot bleed, but you ain't from where I'm from
Cause I done seen a nigga give a boy a man for a crumb
Just to bounce back from the shit your niggas run from
I done seen a lot of shit I gotta take to the grave
Bitch, don't let this shit blow over like a tidal wave
Slid on the ground with the fade
And sip it, watch it rollin' like the Mexican Raid, yo
Ah, but nigga keep dancin' this Jersey block
They say trap like Louis, you gotta get some guap
Niggas know what I'm on, cut the split, it's top
Ay, ay, bitch, I'm Big Jado, you know I get busy
Catch him in traffic and hit him with semis
Niggas be talkin', he can't get up with me
That boy tried to run me, got hit with a 50
Puss on the opposite, niggas ain't know shit
If I see that nigga, I'm up in my f*ck stick
Niggas try to run, I'ma have to blow, bitch
New ass Glock with a 50 and four clips
Ay, ay, ay, we got a Glock with a 40
Niggas try to run, get hit like a ho
Niggas puss on that block, we don't throw fours
Niggas puss on that block, you know we don't go with it
What's that, what's that
Pop me a pill, I'm up in the town
Let me see that pole, you ain't takin' mine
Big 4-5, I ain't takin' mine
9-1-1, they gotta call your mom
My niggas been here talkin' in the town
Shit gettin' cold, talkin' on the town
I'm takin', I'm buckin', I'm dumpin' the stack
You already know I'm Fat Boy from the set
Disrespect my, you know who we with
Fat Boy told me stack, stack, stack, stack

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