Blood Brothers (Bonus Track) (feat. Nizzy & ROY47TY) [Remix]

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In these streets ain't no love
Blood brothers, with my brothers spillin' blood, yeah
Get the p's, put the trees in my lungs, yeah
F*ck 'em all its gone be what it was, yeah, yeah
In these streets ain't no love
Blood brothers, with my brothers spillin' blood, yeah
Get the p's, put the trees in my lungs, yeah
F*ck 'em all its gone be what it was, yeah, yeah

(Hol' up, wait)
Before I start let me spark up
See me rollin' up the big ting 'cuz my spliff done & I'm charged up
Cruisin' 'round in my spaceship, shits so big, can't park up
Flip the money hear the plug calling
Turn it down 'cuz the plug talkin
Raindrop, thats the water fallin'
'Member days i was never ballin'
Hit the trap n made a couple stacks and copped vapour max and now I'm Air walkin'
Hold up
Who's that?
Still me and that won't change
Roll a spliff n make the water whip, mix the baking soda, with the Cocaine
What I'm smoking on? Propane
A lot of shits changed from them old days
Hit the trap then i trap
Flip a pack get it back
Ain't no love in these streets
If its wack run it back
Try n violate me?
Get the strap, get the strap
Who you know roll like me?
Too much beef in the streets
I just wan' smoke my weed
I be in the back of the dance, all lean, nod my head to the beat
Shades on my face, heat on my waist, bird box view cant see
I said bird box view cant see
Yeah

In these streets ain't no love
Blood brothers, with my brothers spillin' blood, yeah
Get the p's, put the trees in my lungs, yeah
F*ck 'em all its gone be what it was, yeah, yeah
In these streets ain't no love
Blood brothers, with my brothers spillin' blood, yeah
Get the p's, put the trees in my lungs, yeah
F*ck 'em all its gone be what it was, yeah, yeah

In the 7 with my woe's
Block hot, shh got the snow, now she red nose
She gon' shake for me
Pop it like a pistol
Pull up like the wizard on the yellow brick road
Thats my blood, thats my slime
I'm a cobra don't you know
If you touch one of mine
Snake venom at your throat
I swipe, swipe, your's declined
She want a hustler not a fraud
You don't wanna touch a button sending tech's, not a phone
I came up off the strip with my niggas
From Q, to a Zip, to a 9, to some figures
It all started at THEFACTORY, now factory my linen
Never had a pot to piss in, now this drip has got me swimming
Oh lord
All these bitches that I saw
Cant take my foot up off the ball, let these missions ever fall
'Cuz i don't do this for myself, its for the family overall
Real bruddas hold the torch
Aim the four and let it talk
Oh yeah

In these streets ain't no love
Blood brothers, with my brothers spillin' blood, yeah
Get the p's, put the trees in my lungs, yeah
F*ck 'em all its gone be what it was, yeah, yeah
In these streets ain't no love
Blood brothers, with my brothers spillin' blood, yeah
Get the p's, put the trees in my lungs, yeah
F*ck 'em all its gone be what it was, yeah, yeah

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