Lyrics:
Graduated Hard Knocks
No need for a diploma
By then so called friends
Were turning on the fam
To go against your brother man
I didn't understand
So I changed
(Laurie Radford), anglais:
Once upon a time, there were twenty five tin soldiers, all of them brothers, for they had all sprung from an old tin spoon. They
Labrinth, come in
Ladies and Gentlemen, gathered before you are
Five of the finest word-smiths known to mankind
What you are about to witness is
always knew this, ha ha
Yeah, boy!
Bass! How low can you go?
Death row, what a brother know
Once again, back is the incredible
rhyme animal,
home again
And we ain't tryin' to kill each other cause brother we all in
Beautiful black women give 'em much respect
And ain't no funk 'tween
In the roll like two sacks
Dub essential when my homey came up
On the same drug for layin up they holla who that
Double check, just a couple
shame
Ya Ex exposed you now you trippin'
Can't you tell he deceived
Take two by two and add that up
That's number four next to three
I never fold always
buzzing
And ima always stay with Clipzz cus that's my blood cousin
I got hoes up on my back but ima straight dub em' for you
I got niggas call my line,
droppin' my two then we rockin' ice cream
Like we not my brother, he ride it for me
Catchy my brother, he slot it for me
Only niggas get a plate when I eat
[After every line in verse]
[Verse 2: Chingy](girl)
Breakin' niggaz wit the flow
Movin' faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my
it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it
[After every line in verse]
[Verse 2: Chingy (girl)]
Breakin' niggaz wit the flow
Movin'
pistols, they still packin'
Have them dope fiends dialin' for crack
A drive by shootin' em' P, seven ain't shit
Brothers on the Southside ain't to be messed
body whips no sumo
Need recognition I need my kudos
I caught a dub then a dub, I'm 2-0
Ran up a hundred then ran up two more
Tryna get rich and then pull
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
back to back in some foreigns racing
Money been my brother since the sandbox
Since it was 5\5 visits to the gram spot
Now we go and handle business
reference
They love to argue the wrong things
Ain't talking colors we all kings
This, that light or dark skinned
Sammy Sosa with their offsprings
Talk
something go down
5-0 around you still around
Ever since I was younger
Kinda always had a hunger
For a fairy tale friend
Kinda like your brother
Everytime I
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
Brother, I'm depending on you
To tell me the truth
[ Havikk ]
Pops was a roller, moms seems to tell me
Well respected by all, that's what I wanna be
on my last bitch and fucked her buddy
Dropped two zips in a rootbeer now my shit muddy
I used to save my dubs up to reach 100
Now when I run them bands
Been two whole days and I made trip
Got five star meals I'm full as shit
My brother slime folks (yeah)
Brother die for
Number nine jeans
Number nine coat
me behind the bars for breakin' two laws
When I came to prison, I was scared as hell
A brother came to me, said I looked very swell
He said I remind
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
nothing to do with Sammy
If I hit it right, I guarantee you she gon' stamp me
Postal, international this vibe is global
Tell me what you want from me, I
Discuss these brother brother by 2 dub sammy v Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In