Lyrics:
been that type of brother in the field, shife
Who cares how tough they say they are, these niggas field mice
I keep a doobie roll, cup cold
Feet planted
cha gegujun cha
Jun cha cha gegujun cha
Come sit by me, let me tell you, we
Don't do bling but we do white tee
Up some jungle, up some tree
One
fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
There you are alone
With no hope of ever having
Something to be proud of
Something earned without begging
Yes, I know you're a person
A person
you want to say
Tell the truth
And shame the motherfucking devil
Bam!
The target of poverty by the white devil
Because I wasn't testing at my reading
It's been debated would you chase a check or get a ring?
You'd rather have him give you head than give you everything
I wanna do right by my woman and by
you would hear the "yo"
Without the Turner Brother's in it?
Huh, I pull the rank like a luitenent
So when I said start me up, girl, I meant it
stoop?
Brothers they are feeding you a poisoned fruit
Suppose they wiped out all of us, all other than Hindus
What do you think they will keep this place
niggas
Now it's me time
Living in the present
Never rewind, nigga
Everything we ever done
That's by design
Don't you worry about the kids
We gon' be
How you feel
How you feel
Tell me what's the deal
Do I gotta stay or gotta peel
How you feel
How you feel
Can a brother live
Or do a brother gotta
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
putting so much trust in your religion
They couldn't conquer without division
Boy you still black, I don't care if you Catholic or Christian
Police'll still
I can’t stop believing that someone will find me dead
All alone in the dirt without any of my brothers or my friends
I can’t stop believing that
putting so much trust in your religion
They couldn't conquer without division
Boy you still black, I don't care if you Catholic or Christian
Police'll still
walked through hell fire with this ice all on my crucifix
Doobie lit pull up on you smokin vibes
Feel like destiny might have my child I give you Soulja
Lyric, wow u grew up so fast
This is that big brother song
And if somebody ever does you wrong
I'm outside his house without a doubt
So girl don’t lose
Brother, He’s My Brother
We fought and we disagreed
It still hurts when I think about it
So many times you protected me
I will never be the same without ya
times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with
the DVD
And said Michael is there something that you need to say to me?
Well I don't know how to tell you.
You can tell me any
Thing that you want
Life)
Man, all I'm trying to do is just drive my car
Turn my beats up and rhyme these bars
But even when I abide by laws
You run my plates just to find my
There you are alone
With no hope of ever having
Something to be proud of
Something earned without begging
Yes, I know you're a person
A person
you by now I probably would've drowned
Damn
That's real shit
You the reason I plan on having more than one kid
A child without a sibling is an act
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