Lyrics:
so I'm sick of trying to argue
We fighting and fussin', now we grabbin all on each other
Now back to the blue tee, got us stuffed all in the double
above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your
buy it
So who putting who on
Came from coupons and four room walls
To hashtag #FoodPorn
In five star restaurants from Europe
It ain't a new song
But
just to see
These random n****s dig the dirt
We done been scared by the tragedies
We just tryna get reimbursed
Chorus:
My brothers (x5)
I love em (x5
take the Mac back and Clack, pass back
The other Glock;" hopped out of the car, gats cocked, ready to rock
Pull right up on the side of us, an off-duty
back, tracing my memories
I guess I thought that somehow it would better me
That's when I realized, I never liked being touched
By my friends or by guys,
Here's another day at the stoplight
I'm looking in my mirror so I can see who can see me
South Central is putting Ice Cube to the test
With four
With four brothers in the SS
I can't go around and can't back up
So I gotta peep game laying in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap?
Since I'm never
bowed to the power of 4C
And now the eighth generation is taking the front seat
Wishful thinkers
Too busy neuralinking with others sharing opinions
To see
New whip, I'm back behind the wheel
Turn hard - this a recipe for dope
When I come, they address me as the King
You can see how they're dressing me in
the bed with pains in their back
And behind their head
Witch doctors giving more Medicaid but ain't no aid
But these ain't tha same from 'Nam, didn't
like three, four, five in a day, ayy
I got a lot of problems, family problems, relationship problems
All I gotta do is just solve 'em
Everybody tryna get
trucks topless
Laptops with 100 gigabytes, ninja bikes
And we all roll dice, for each other's ice
And how does one guy multiply to more than five wise
out of LA to home so I get back in my groove
And that's a whole other story
This city is moving fast
I truly do love the culture but personalities clash
say yes
Take four, get me on the floor
Take five, up against the door
Take six, real freaky shit
I'm sure you'll like it
Take seven, back seat
my band of brothers
Friends for life we understand each other
May be the best thing that happened to me
Swollen Members
When we met, started rappin'
Turning your bomb-ba-zee into doobies
Platinum overseas like the Fugees, Japanese
Germany groupies, mooshi mooshi, sniffin lines
off each other's
get the picture
But with no subscription
It started with me and my momma
All we ever had was each other
Till my daddy came home took us straight out
My brain is precise
I memorize six minute poems by the hour
I've come back for you now
Pure hellfire and literature
And did you think you actually
night
Damn
Hit it
Two, three, four, five, six, seven
Flash forward, 2045
What did you stand for in the life of your pride
When faced with
won't cop from non-other
The he who hoes O's like crispy creams oven
Or easy bake, pink D.V's make
The presidential look like strawberry shortcake
P?
to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you
Choke
me every place
First one sleeps inside his bed
Place my fingers on his head
To each temple push and smother
Till my fingers touch each other
Next one
anyhow
Perhaps she had forged id, I don't know
Anyhow, each
Time she came back from the restroom
And sat down next to me
I did feel some pride she
Was not
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