Lyrics:
Trapping at 13, it changed my life when I jumped in these streets
When I turned 14, seen my brother bussing down the P, I was just 15 when I said
Dusei
City In The Woods
You know it by tha letters
Shoutout Junnie, Bobby
Rudy, Jerm and Chat
Shoutout to the Duggers DULApparel on my back
Shoutout to my
Light skin fresh up out the sand
RNS my brothers like the Wayans
I'm in too deep, man I'm way in
We don't know his name, get your mans
I'm over it
You go make am oh this year
Ah I this year ah o this year
You go make am o this year year (2x)
Once there’s life o brother
I say there is hope
Make
Told my brothers chill cuz Money moves I gotta make,
Cant be sitting round like I'm stuck, I don't gotta wait
I be flexing on my ex, just from
Brothers front, they say the Tribe can't flow
But we've been known to do the impossible like Broadway Joe so
Sleep if you want NyQuil will help you get
No batteries included, and no strings attached
No holds barred, no time for move faking
Gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon
Brothers
Brothers?
Yeah
Sisters?
Yeah
Says here in Genesis, one chapter one
In the beginning God made the earth
And also says here in Genesis, six
won't see the commas
Yeah, RIP my lil brother
Buried in satin, I'm missing you badly
I never thought my lil brother would pass
I took my first breath
standin' by the entrance
With heavy baggage, my brother's ashes
I seen tragic, I did dirt, smacked death and held it to that nigga cabbage
Love, we
it...
Now I come from, the Oakland town
Task force roll and rock, cold cracked down
Young brothers my age makin' dollars so long
Drive a brand new
coast stand up my brother
Party till we party no more it’s the city by the beach
O.g smoke
Ay yo it’s the o.g reppin for the coast
Where it’s normal that
my house
'Fore I grab you by your hair and slap dick to your mouth
Bob Digi, yeah you know who is he
Girl, I fucking slave trade your ass
Glocko pop pop pop
My Glocko pop pop pop
My Glocko pop pop pop
You stomp the fuck off yo' block
My Glocko pop pop pop
Bob Digi-tech live in effect
You
others industry na turn by turn when e reach your turn brother mashe laulau'
Jct malewon Lere jct malewon Lere jct malewon Lere olorin tio lenu o
Jct
and recorded by the Dorsey brothers
Orchestra in 1934 and 35
(10) The Piccolino: Dance tune by
And featured in Top Hat
(1935) where Fred Astaire danced
It with
brother I no fit ye
Book e no enter my brain
My brother make e no be by force ye chai
I decided to sing my song my brother this na true story eh
Kay Solo
Salute to my brothers on the street cos I know hustle is your game
And I know what it feels like when they talk say to make money no be by play play
headphones on
She hears the music blasting
She sees here brother marchin' by
Their bond is everlasting
Listening to Bob Dylan singin'
In 1963
Watchin'
Intro:
Come on, come on
Come on, come on (x7)
[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Paint the ceiling with your feelings
Weigh your city with my thoughts
Guess I'm too
city baby, for my brothers we gon slide
Six o four baby, we reppin Surrey till I die
Lost a brother, lost my mind, in this world hard to find
Snakes n
but emi father yin
Emi olukoti mo di areeka
Si abayin
Father ti o Christmas
Brother Santa ni
Ile oba to jo ewa
Kori lava ni
Why tefe ta ekuta si oja
screamin' find a cigarette
Niggaz walkin' by ain't tryin' to hear that
So off to the Day Room, a fight in progress
A brother got sliced and diced over
that's what I'm talkin' about.
Now that's what I'm talkin' about
Plow that field, plant that seed
Rock on brother, let your roots run deep
Show 'em
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