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STEPBROTHERS (Feat. Young Nudy)

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STEPBROTHERS (Feat. Young Nudy)

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Because everybody glorifyin' all the wrong shit nowAnd the streets ain't really, ain'tI mean, at the end of the day, the cityThe world gon' always have snitches and rats and fuck niggasLike, that shit gon' be regardlessYou feel what I'm sayin'?I just feel like, you knowIt's just like, it's makin' the movesBack then it'd be consequences for niggasThat's snitchin' and shitCOUPE50 million up, I ain't sell my catalog'Cause I got real gutsQuit drinkin' but I got some Wock' seals tuckedI'm a player, I can't pay no bitch to let me fuckBut I'll look out for her if she need a couple bucksMossberg pump gave his ass a couple bucksGoal line, fourth and inches, all I know is rushWe'll catch your ass in traffic even if it's rushI don't argue, I'd rather let my blick fussHold your blick up, hold your blick upIf rap wasn't workin', I'd prolly rob a Brinks truckLost a couple brothers, that's the reason why I'm inked upHe was pillow-talkin', that's what got his ass beamed upOpps keep on dyin', why the fuck you think they teamed up?Real deal boogeyman, we come and cleans upWe don't spare nobody, we'll hit your teams upTwenty-time champ, gotta use my feet to hold my rings upHit her from the back and watch her cream upShe's a diva, and a demonShe so fine, I got her pregnant off my precumThis nerd-ass nigga prolly Tweet someBig 4L we control-alt-delete someKick a door and hit a lick, we tryna breach someWe was young, chasin' hoes, hide-and-seek someAll this fuckin' steppin', need to get my feet doneGet your ass smacked actin' like you seen someKeep your mouth closed 'fore we get your teeth doneUAV inside your hood, we finna sweep someVibes askin' for the Percs, you know I keep someShe keep suckin' me like that and she gon' be someToo much 42, she askin' me to eat someBitch, you musta lost your mindI came to beat some (beat some)When you make this step to, for meWhen these bitch-ass niggasThat's when they think they know you and your aura-lyLike Nudy got it, Nudy still gotThat got that aura, like, ohYou don't know, oh, fuck y'allThat's the different aura, broThat's itYeah, yeahBitch, you might done lost your mindI came to beat some (pshh, hahahaha)YeahI been posted all dayI'm a Zone 6 nigga for real (for real)Niggas know what's up with SlimeballI'm havin' them deals (havin' deals)Comin' in my trap right now, you can make you a mealIf I feel like you pussy, niggaI'm takin', for real (I'm takin')I been takin' niggas' shit for a minute (yeah)I came from the placeWhere you gotta go and spend it (yessir)If you pussy wit' it, then somebody take him wit' it(Gimme that, haha)Yeah, and they'll take your life with it (yeah)Better keep it on you, ain't no slippin' in the trap (no)If you in your hood, nigga, better keep that strap (strap)Feelin' like you butt naked when you never wit' it (damn)And you got them chains on, boyThis shit get chilly (get chilly)Sendin' out that hot shitKnow you ain't with spinnin' (uh-uh)Go on in the house 'cause this shit out here get wicked(This shit get wicked)Young nigga got that trip, man, he trippin' (he trippin')Y'all niggas out here gettin' too friendly (goddamn)All that wantin' to clique up? Man, give it up (give it up)Niggas ain't gang enough, who the fuck is bro? (Huh?)Niggas not dangerours enough to hang with us (huh?)Yeah (huh? Huh? Huh?)If you ain't slid for your brother and he got killedyou a bitch, nigga (you a bitch, nigga)I'm just lettin' y'all niggas knowThat's that I ain't never did (never did)If I can't handle it myselfYou know that money all in (all in)I'll make your brother backstab you, niggaFuck a friend (fuck a friend)I don't care nothin' 'bout your trainYour twin'll do you inMan, y'all broke-ass niggas ain't seen a tenI'll give you two tens (two tens)Man, these niggas, they'll do itThey don't give a fuck 'bout turnin' they brother in (nah)Man, these streets, this shit ain't got no loveThat's why I'm goin' in (goin' in, uh-uh)Man, this street shit got homicideThese niggas ain't got it(Hahaha, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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