Lyrics:
that cheap
It may become a bad habit
You see a brother with a little bit of dough, you want to grab it
I get approached by a man, sometimes I throw a fit
up
I ain't no Matt Damon, but Bourne with Ultimatums
Get rich or die trying so we started caking
I'm doing 'caine but not the brother of Undertaker
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes
Brothers are amused by
brown, stick around"
"But as you black, oh brother, get back get back get back"
Me and a man was workin' side by side
This is what it meant
They was
My brother's right by side of me, I smile and stop fronting
You help me hone my craft, we take a shot and then laugh
You wanted this forever, you
thought that it was funny
But who's the dummy, 'cause, now you done lost the hustler
A down-ass brother done been replaced by a buster
And though I got
Hello
Hey little brother
Hey sis how you doing?
Fine, what's going on with you?
Oh nothing much
Got your message from earlier this
real through the drama
We still brothers now
[AJ Randall ajrandall106]
Provide for my family
Ride with my family
Things tough, still by my side
That's
it
And, little self-esteem
So keep the faith
Don't let nobody turn you 'round
You gotta know when it's good to go
To get your dreams up off
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
get a explanation why my little brother laying here today
This has to be a nightmare
Somebody please wake me
On the edge of insanity
I'm missing you
if thats enough
Nah
I need it all
I need it all
Plus a little bit more
That's my brother, love each other, that's what all of this for
I need it all
I'm not much for making little wishes
But I'd like a little wish to come true for you
I'm not talking about loaves and fishes
But I wish that
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
Here's a little story I got to tell
And this dis goes on,
of opportunity
for Tateh and his little girl. We cannot rest!
YOUNGER BROTHER
She was speaking loud and fast
Through a haze of noise and heat
And the smell
Nigga ima star
And you better believe
I've been humble way too long
Now I'm the star of the team
Not by myself I got my brothers
Shoutout q n kb
Soon
you by my side
Won't you stand (won't you stand)
Won't you stand by me
I just need a little more time
I just need a little more time with you, ooh
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
Blood Brothers
Have a drink on everyone who tells a crazy story
Have a little drink on everyone who doesn’t always worry
They make hard and fast
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes
Brothers are amused by
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes
Brothers are amused by
You were too bad for a little square town,
With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground,
Heard you cussed out mama, pushed daddy around
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