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geez da gawd - little brother lyrics

i only got brothers
i ain’t got friends
we been locked in like dreadhead strands
stuck together like new fresh bands
and press down on n-ggas like dress pants
da f-ck is they talking bout
n-ggas always loud
but what is they talking
f-ck we finna chalk em out
line em up
knock em down like we do the sales
dawg shaking like he nerves bad
like he finna tell
i’m finna f-ck his b-tch while he in the cell
it’s 50/50 chance
either head or tales
i can eye ball the weight
i don’t need a scale
brody gettin weight off
got em looking frail
we sitting on the block waiting on the mail
the addy is a bando ain’t got a bell
brody hittin all f-cking sales
i’m thinking to myself
like d-mn i taught em well

my lil bro
he be trappin on da block
serve you out da whip
one hand on da glock
he a fool wit it scr-ping out da pot
west side n-gga
stay on l block
he a demon wit dat pistol
he ah pop (yea)
shoot ya whip up
have you sh-ll shocked (yea)
my lil bro he be trappin on da block
serve you out da whip
one hand on da glock

one hand on the bag
one hand on the can
the feds spread the block
they just tryna jam
we just copped 1000 grams
we tryna cram
it’s a young n-gga world
gah d-mn
n-ggas talking crazy need to buckle down
i’ll pull on the strap n shut sh-t down
between me and bro
we got a 100 rounds
we only need one to knock a n-gga down
my bro a marksman wit dat pistol
you a marked man
if i miss you
he gon hit you
freddy jason
if he don’t get u
imma u
ripping through yo tissue
that’s how we settle issues

- geez da gawd lyrics

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