My Brovas
What you goin do just for ya mans
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain, We buss yo brain
On my soul don't fuck wit niggas they be switching like my bitch
If he say he wit the shit, swear ta god we get him hit
Everyday a different day I'm living my life like I'm rich
I be talking hella shit, but keep it real like Dr. Phil
Why they book my mans murder, don't ask questions I ain't heard of
What he did ta get that cash, Been pouring lean all in his Flask
Mission done, completed task
Can't leave the house without that mask, stupid strapped stayed wit the Mack
Had niggas running call it track, Landing hits, that's back to back
Feeling like I'm Manny Pac, and gang been smoking on that pack
Sticky Onion that's exact
Don't don't do discussions, give them facts, Cause for my mans we all react
Still living good till I get whacked, and if I go this shit a wrap
Cause ima leave a good impact, you know that don't we don't fuck wit Rats
Heard niggas snitching call em Drew, He felt the Bress it ain't the Flu
Free Gene & Dre up out that Zoo, I scream that shit until I'm blue
Loyalty a'll keep you true, for my mans that's what I do
What you goin do just for ya mans
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain We buss yo brain
What you goin do just for ya mans
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain We buss yo brain
We screamin fuck da peace
All my land know is violence
All dat murder dat u holla
Getchu chained up in bondage
If u gotta hit a lick make sure u do it in silence
My OG fuckin wit a nia cause da code dat I follow
Gotta dick wit some hallows finna blow dat bitch taco
TMG- a -Hunnid Gang, got Bird chirpin' like Flacco
I'm jus onna paper route, dis shit major who want it
I just fucked all on his spouse, cause she just had ta press on it
Yeah she know I got da moves, cause a nia so smoove
I'm like baby what it do, I'm trynna get deep in you
An yea I know a couple Soo's, Dat like ta Slang cause they do
I'm jus tryna be dat nigga
Keep ma name out da news
What you goin do just for ya mans
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain We buss yo brain
What you goin do just for ya mans
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain We buss yo brain
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain, We buss yo brain
On my soul don't fuck wit niggas they be switching like my bitch
If he say he wit the shit, swear ta god we get him hit
Everyday a different day I'm living my life like I'm rich
I be talking hella shit, but keep it real like Dr. Phil
Why they book my mans murder, don't ask questions I ain't heard of
What he did ta get that cash, Been pouring lean all in his Flask
Mission done, completed task
Can't leave the house without that mask, stupid strapped stayed wit the Mack
Had niggas running call it track, Landing hits, that's back to back
Feeling like I'm Manny Pac, and gang been smoking on that pack
Sticky Onion that's exact
Don't don't do discussions, give them facts, Cause for my mans we all react
Still living good till I get whacked, and if I go this shit a wrap
Cause ima leave a good impact, you know that don't we don't fuck wit Rats
Heard niggas snitching call em Drew, He felt the Bress it ain't the Flu
Free Gene & Dre up out that Zoo, I scream that shit until I'm blue
Loyalty a'll keep you true, for my mans that's what I do
What you goin do just for ya mans
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain We buss yo brain
What you goin do just for ya mans
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain We buss yo brain
We screamin fuck da peace
All my land know is violence
All dat murder dat u holla
Getchu chained up in bondage
If u gotta hit a lick make sure u do it in silence
My OG fuckin wit a nia cause da code dat I follow
Gotta dick wit some hallows finna blow dat bitch taco
TMG- a -Hunnid Gang, got Bird chirpin' like Flacco
I'm jus onna paper route, dis shit major who want it
I just fucked all on his spouse, cause she just had ta press on it
Yeah she know I got da moves, cause a nia so smoove
I'm like baby what it do, I'm trynna get deep in you
An yea I know a couple Soo's, Dat like ta Slang cause they do
I'm jus tryna be dat nigga
Keep ma name out da news
What you goin do just for ya mans
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain We buss yo brain
What you goin do just for ya mans
What you goin do just for that cash
They my brothers, trust no others
Against the grain We buss yo brain
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Writer(s): Kenard Joy
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