Lyrics:
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
is weak to talk
It's not at all, no
It is tough to talk it is tough to try
It is tough to help a brother by
It is tough to reach out for a hand
Greatness oo
Massa drink small mimbo
Shine your eye uhhh
My brother work make chop ooo
Life no get duplicate (Wolombo)
See believe in yourself
you walk with a shotgun
I got new for you, your days are numbered, son
Why don't you get yourself a job?
When your kid grows up, do you want him to rob?
my father side
And you only get a pass if your mom outside
It's still a code that I'm biding by
This might be the reason by god why I'm alive
The soft
Stayed in Vegas Was Smoking cookie
I'm Not a Killa But Nigga don't push me
Back to the Telly I'm eating the cookie
Girl imma Vet and your Ex is a rookie
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
sheeesh you look good in my hoodie
I can tell by the look in your eyes
So I look away like I don't realize what could happen
You lookin' at the screen, I'm
a wo b3 nom bi
Wo b3 da ama week no b3 kc aba
Yo mo ma me akwaaba
Na me style no di y3 dapper
You hating on your brother
Jon nigga wore fi karma
I had
you just lost (yeah)
Better slide for your members, yeah
How they gon' push up on you when I push a button? (Huh?)
I could push a button, have 'em
tucker
I don't trust 'em, I don't love her
Little brother, don't make me reach out and touch ya
I don't got candy but I'll turn your head to gushers
Can I ask for this one favor my brother
Can I ask for this one favor my brother
You know we always looked out for each
Other
I'm just gone ask for
that it’s true that your skinfolk
Ain’t always your kinfolk
So I been
I been hiding out don’t know what they might do to me
I been peaking through
on your block I'm not knocking I'm coming in
F.n's make him go to the running man
Swing on my brother I'm dumping or jumping in
Up in the Stu I'm ain't
the best strategy the most impressive defense
So when you rush to attack, it be I to crush your force
And exhaust your whole supply
Don't send for
the hardships
Pardon my need to be swift with how I start this speech
Who you more like? Malcolm or Martin?
The game that they play with us, brother, don't
to get your head wrapped
Skull shot, bald spot
You'll never grow ya dreads back
Yo this nigga dead Smack
Don't stop the fight
If you Hulk Hogan leg drop
Giving by Push pushing just like dope dealers
When it comes to this, know nobody roll iller
I come off my head like my hat do
MC stand still like a statue
do no arguing I don't do no fussing watch out for my brother
He might leave you gushing
Don't trip over bitches they come by the dozen
Just pulled up
yeah you know it's time to push my grind
I got Givenchy
I got the Louis
Don't ever play, know, I got the Gucci
Hanging out wit thugs, know I'm always
a way
When there's no way, He will take the sorrow and push them away
So take it easy, don't put yourself in depression
Starvation, when you have a father
with lames
Who probably all deserve a can
Of whoop-ass opened up
By any means and circumstance
I'm swervin' back to work
Inside my brother's gold Le
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