"Brothas" lyrics
(feat. Jimmy Rocket)
You the type to go out sad for a 304
I'm the type to get my bags like I'm Santa Claus
On the front line with my soldiers
All I see is God that's above us
What this pussy nigga doin' next to us, man? Get your ass away from us, nigga
Lookin' cool and shit, lame ass nigga, bow
I put on my mask, get on your ass if you fuck with Jim
You say that you down, you gon' slide, get the fuck in
Hop up out the car, walk you down, too late for duckin'
Broad day, mob style, all in the public
Shooters first name, knew when they get him dirty, they killed his ass on cam
Think it's breakfast time, when they slide on they block like eggs, gon' make shit scramble
Flock with a couple niggas and they turned opp to ones that I called fam
Hood nigga in some fast shit, but I ain't like it, we had to switch to the Lamb'
Lit nigga hittin' some bad shit, she ain't a catfish, you know I'm dickin' her down
You thinkin' we on some rap shit, we really clap shit, we on the South of the town
Spin the head one, it's real, in the U-Haul truck 'cause the micro move shit 'round
Trick on who? Man, that pussy ain't hittin' on nothin', can't treat me like one of them clowns
BSM, need to get this shit on film, walk in, they like, "Who is him?"
Broad like rims, we step on shit like Timbs, we ride with K's like Kim
Black truck slidin' 'fore I walk through, nigga, I pull up trim
Island bitch, she Trinidadian, snuck automatics in
I put on my mask, get on your ass if you fuck with Jim
You say that you down, you gon' slide, get the fuck in
Hop up out the car, walk you down, too late for duckin'
Broad day, mob style, all in the public
Shooters first name, knew when they get him dirty, they killed his ass on cam
Think it's breakfast time, when they slide on they block like eggs, gon' make shit scramble
Flock with a couple niggas and they turned opp to ones that I called fam
Hood nigga in some fast shit, but I ain't like it, we had to switch to the Lamb'
You the type to go out sad for a 304
I'm the type to get my bags like I'm Santa Claus
On the front line with my soldiers
All I see is God that's above us
Niggas say they wanna see a killer, hop in
Wanna see me put on a show? Nigga, box me in
Lord, I don't wanna do it, but I gotta sin
With all this blood on my hand, will you still let me in?
Niggas uncomfortable 'round here, scared to call you twin
All these hats around me, you would think we find our brims
I'm a Brick Squad nigga, no man left behind
I'll never shoot you in your back, wait 'til you turn around
I put on my mask, get on your ass if you fuck with Jim
You say that you down, you gon' slide, get the fuck in
Hop up out the car, walk you down, too late for duckin'
Broad day, mob style, all in the public
Shooters first name, knew when they get him dirty, they killed his ass on cam
Think it's breakfast time, when they slide on they block like eggs, gon' make shit scramble
Flock with a couple niggas and they turned opp to ones that I called fam
Hood nigga in some fast shit, but I ain't like it, we had to switch to the Lamb'
I'm the type to get my bags like I'm Santa Claus
On the front line with my soldiers
All I see is God that's above us
What this pussy nigga doin' next to us, man? Get your ass away from us, nigga
Lookin' cool and shit, lame ass nigga, bow
I put on my mask, get on your ass if you fuck with Jim
You say that you down, you gon' slide, get the fuck in
Hop up out the car, walk you down, too late for duckin'
Broad day, mob style, all in the public
Shooters first name, knew when they get him dirty, they killed his ass on cam
Think it's breakfast time, when they slide on they block like eggs, gon' make shit scramble
Flock with a couple niggas and they turned opp to ones that I called fam
Hood nigga in some fast shit, but I ain't like it, we had to switch to the Lamb'
Lit nigga hittin' some bad shit, she ain't a catfish, you know I'm dickin' her down
You thinkin' we on some rap shit, we really clap shit, we on the South of the town
Spin the head one, it's real, in the U-Haul truck 'cause the micro move shit 'round
Trick on who? Man, that pussy ain't hittin' on nothin', can't treat me like one of them clowns
BSM, need to get this shit on film, walk in, they like, "Who is him?"
Broad like rims, we step on shit like Timbs, we ride with K's like Kim
Black truck slidin' 'fore I walk through, nigga, I pull up trim
Island bitch, she Trinidadian, snuck automatics in
I put on my mask, get on your ass if you fuck with Jim
You say that you down, you gon' slide, get the fuck in
Hop up out the car, walk you down, too late for duckin'
Broad day, mob style, all in the public
Shooters first name, knew when they get him dirty, they killed his ass on cam
Think it's breakfast time, when they slide on they block like eggs, gon' make shit scramble
Flock with a couple niggas and they turned opp to ones that I called fam
Hood nigga in some fast shit, but I ain't like it, we had to switch to the Lamb'
You the type to go out sad for a 304
I'm the type to get my bags like I'm Santa Claus
On the front line with my soldiers
All I see is God that's above us
Niggas say they wanna see a killer, hop in
Wanna see me put on a show? Nigga, box me in
Lord, I don't wanna do it, but I gotta sin
With all this blood on my hand, will you still let me in?
Niggas uncomfortable 'round here, scared to call you twin
All these hats around me, you would think we find our brims
I'm a Brick Squad nigga, no man left behind
I'll never shoot you in your back, wait 'til you turn around
I put on my mask, get on your ass if you fuck with Jim
You say that you down, you gon' slide, get the fuck in
Hop up out the car, walk you down, too late for duckin'
Broad day, mob style, all in the public
Shooters first name, knew when they get him dirty, they killed his ass on cam
Think it's breakfast time, when they slide on they block like eggs, gon' make shit scramble
Flock with a couple niggas and they turned opp to ones that I called fam
Hood nigga in some fast shit, but I ain't like it, we had to switch to the Lamb'
