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shredgang mone - brothas keeper lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, austin)
it’s the biggest shred
some real sh+t right here
ain’t even gotta write, that’s—
look

[verse 1]
picture your mans fightin’ an m and you ain’t got the pape’ to save him
y’all was just out here ballin’, now you right back to the basics
now i answer collect calls, talkin’ to him on the daily
only thing my n+gga want is to get out and go back crazy
that sh+t hurt me to my soul, wish i could change it, feelin’ broke
you don’t understand the importance of the paper ’til it’s gone
and i’ma help my n+ggas out ‘fore i start playin’ with a ho
you could be loyal to the bone, but what’s gon’ save you is that dough
i got chips and risked that to help my n+ggas get they bag right
you b+tchin’ ass if i’ma keep helpin’, ho, you d+mn right
we was thuggin’ since we kids, these my brothers, i’ma stand by ’em
hold us up against any n+gga, we winnin’ by a landslide

[chorus]
won’t turn my back on my brothers, up my strap for my brothers
if this sh+t hit the fan, i’d do a nat for my brothers
if he call and say he need me, drop a pack for my brother
if a n+gga play with gang, he get fapped for my brother
won’t turn my back on my brothers, up my strap for my brothers
if this sh+t hit the fan, i’d do a nat for my brothers
if he call and say he need me, drop a pack for my brother
if a n+gga play with gang, he get fapped for my brother
[verse 2]
i’m my brother’s keeper, so i keep a glock to keep him safe
n+ggas keep playin’ around until i send him with the angels
think you safe runnin’ that yard ’til i have my n+ggas shank you (come here)
why you think they call us terrorists? because we really dangerous
answer the phone for all my n+ggas, talked to murph the other day
stone call all the time, i think of cab and then i face
thumb, it hurt me when he died, i still got n+ggas fightin’ cases
they ask why i get so high, ’cause i’m a traumatized baby
havin’ flashbacks with paid will, we breakin’ bags down
me and skinny matchin’ fifty sittin’ in the stash house
purp rollin’ up the blunts, got b+tches with they ass out (yeah)
dots off a four and the cotton got him smacked down
talk down on my brothers, if i don’t, that make me less of a man
told the b+tch she get that loc’, you know we blessin’ your hand
i tried to let it die down, but i’m pressin’ again
only way a n+gga gon’ stop me gon’ be death or the pen’, the biggest shred

[outro]
for my brothers, this for my brothers
my brothers, this for my brothers, n+gga
this for my brothers, this for my brothers
this for my brothers, n+gga, this for my brothers

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