Lyrics:
All I ever had was my balls and my word
Don't know what I display I welcome you to come observe
They lifting bout the issue now he gotta tote
kid, put it in ya pocket"
Nahmean?
Make a brother feel good, word up!
Brother feel energised
I wanna dedicate this one to the game
that put me
Spyderman I love you bro
Seven Nineteen Twenty Twenty Bee got killed
All on the net I seen my brother with his blood spilled
Laid back dude he ain't bother
you
So everybody buy my shit or I'm a come and kill you
I got mushrooms, I got acid, I got tabs and aspirin tablets
I'm your brother when you need
me that, No sticks or seeds preferred
I need herb the shit that have your sight in a blur
Make you swerve to the curve, cause your eyes are blurry
even like that rather show you I'm the one
I brought my brother to so he could enjoy the fun
And I promise if you try us your homies are gonna run
They
understandin’
We play bass!
[Verse 2]
He likes all genres of music
There is no doubt about that
He dislikes war to a certain extent
I don’t know where he lives
you'll never see my loot
She wasn't even all of that just another hooker
So I turned that ass away, quick like Chuckii Booker
Sometimes you got put
Children stop to steel, listen to me
God walked down by the Briny sea
Beheld evil of the sinful men
Declared that he would destroy the land
Spoke to Noah
the smell's gone
Smoking that fresh lawn
Kill your whole buzz and then yawn
All CP and your soul needs me
So I'm here, Mr alldeezy, go
Ooh, baby i feel right
flies
That will be buzzing all around!
Stoodlabaker Hoch:
He's really outa sight!
Stoodlabaker Hoch:
He does it every night!
Stoodlabaker
them
The only thing he wants now is everyone to be dead! look
Here's the story how the chaos begun
It all started cause some boys thought that it would
situation
I wrote this on a day of wisdom power
All bein' born to myself (God)
I won't diss the next brother to be paid that's not my trade
It's just
(Yeah yeah)
He's always there (Yeah)
Fighting for me (My brother)
Yeah he's my brother
I might just have problems that you will understand
We all need
dead on the pavement, I guess he wasn't worth savin', why y'all be hatin'
Now we destroyin' y'all places, now motherfuckers behavin', hear what we sayin'
wear no regular clothes
But we tote that iron 'bout each other
I'm frontline by my brothers (yeah), I'm frontline by my brothers
Even with a whole
kinda stuttered for a second
He kinda looked surprised that
Anyone would even
Take an interest in his life
He said young brother dem the only
Words I done
here he ain make a mistake
I just can't sleep with how (Treyvon Martin) met his fate
So ima do all that I can to speak out
I'm jus so tired of seeing
This is my bread and butter
I'm off of that buddy buddy
I'm stickin to brother brother
I stick with who really with me
I'm talkin since gutta gutta
Wifey
[Ransom]
Where the fuck's all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot
I damage the block
I scramble like Randall with rocks
I'm that nigga in
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought
like her but I still won't wife her
If I'm prada you, I'll buy you Prada
He ain't my blood but he's my brother
He ain't my blood but he's my brother
curse?
Some nasty ass me, Naughty and that keep it happy
I'm all that and never go out the small way
You need a lift, we go this way everyday all day
the type, give him an inch? He takin' a yard
'cause see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hard
I told him if he gonna come, he got ta come by eight
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