Lyrics:
slacking
Mad I had baddy so he put that back in
Now he’s looking like a champ while his boys be lagging (sheesh)
I’m my own God brother pray to me
For
Right or they wrong
I'ma ride for my brothers
Ain't have the same daddy
But had different mothers
Was stuck in the storm
We was up in that gutter
a knee
Brothers supporting the NFL is whack to me.
What difference does it make if I watch a game
Bruh, I'm disgusted by your apathy
Now Don't quote me
rich
So you know I stay on that paper route
People don't want me to make it
Tryna take me out
So I pray daily askin' God
For the safer route
Used to go
of someone poppin in the booth ahh
And do it for my brothers locked up in the can
Cause when they out they gon’ be proud and they gon’ spot right where I am
tell just by the way you speak to me
That your to be the one that changed my world
Id never thought there'd be a day
Where I would find a brother
what?
Tonight, I'ma introduce you to the young lady
From Philadelphia that actually wrote that piece, ya namsayin'?
Check it out, and, and,
to follow me
Change your history, categories
Different people in the same territories
Hip-hop in here for my Black Eyed Peas
So watch it watch it be
to follow me
Change your history, categories
Different people in the same territories
Hip-hop in here for my Black Eyed Peas
So watch it watch it be
across the map
All the real live bitches all across the map
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead
Yeah, check it out now, like that y'all
Watch me sink
for you, we a match made in heaven, I'ma stand right by you
Why you saying?
Just wanna keep all your attention, baby
Yeah, alright, alright,
for you, we a match made in heaven, I'ma stand right by you
Why you saying?
Just wanna keep all your attention, baby
Yeah, alright, alright,
shout out my brother Birdie
And you can't call us broke, 'cause we count up too much money, uh, uh
And my niggas ain't 'bout that rah-rah, they gon' do
for us freshmen
You playin?
It's a co-ed game, so it's a good chance to see some hungover chicks run
up and down the court, watch their titties
the morning and freak in the evening
Just like me
I need a roughneck brother that can satisfy me
Just for me
If you are that kind of man 'cause I'm that kind
the night
For the road is long and winding
Brother keep watch through the fights
For the blows are fast and blinding
All their truth is lie disguised by
Yo man, you gotta be, you know
You gotta be on to die, man, what's up with that?
Yo bro-shot
Yeah, word up bro-shot
Uh, we need some brothers
Yo man, you gotta be, you know
You gotta be on to die, man, what's up with that?
Yo bro-shot
Yeah, word up bro-shot
Uh, we need some brothers
the bang bang da bong!
Well, I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies' pimp,
The women fight for my delight
But I'm the grandmaster with the three MCs
That shock
lord, sunny got me hurt
You still fucking shorty? I knew it, the big mouth broad
That be yoking my balls out, her little brother wanted two bricks
You
We goin' all out (aight)
we goin' all out (aight)
We goin' all out (aight)
Watch your motherfuckin' mouth, niggas
(That's right, fuck these fag
We goin' all out (aight)
we goin' all out (aight)
We goin' all out (aight)
Watch your motherfuckin' mouth, niggas
(That's right, fuck these fag
The LP's and the Peoples called the Dilated
Long Awaited
[Evidence]
Freeze this shit is outta control
For example an actor who never snapped out
Ladies loved I, niggas couldn't stand me
But they wouldn't bring the noise
'Cause I got boys that got Buck Rogers like
So brothers ought to give it
.jpg/199px-The_Swon_Brothers_(22156089649).jpg "The Swon Brothers")
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