Oh No
Oh no, oh no, yeah
Oh no
Damn Spancy
Flawless!
Oh no, oh no
Puto try me I go loco
Whoa whoa
I'll never break the Bro Code
Street Code
I'll never talk to Po' Po'
Real forever, I'll never lose my mojo (Flawless!)
Oh no
Have 'em screamin' out oh no
There bro go
Stick hittin' like a pogo
Stick
I'ma paint the city rojo
Have 'em screamin' out oh no, oh no
Snitch hoe, that's how you get a slit throat (shhh)
Fist to yo lips have you soundin' like a french hoe (haha)
I just beat a case I ain't give no info (nope!)
Y'all First 48 with a chicken bone (hmm)
Stick in a trench coat, lit, like I did coke (whoa!)
Treat an opp like a thot, hit and I get ghost (yeownn)
Yo clique full of Sisqó's
Yeah I'm talkin' homos, oh no
That ain't what we meant when we said bros befo' hoes (duh)
It means never turn on yo partna' for no broke hoe (neva!)
Y'all n***** clowns not IT though, Bozo (clown!)
Shoot a n**** 'cause he beat you down you a hoe bro (pussy!)
I ain't wit The Game (The Game?) Long live Rosemo
Oh no, oh no
Puto try me I go loco
Whoa whoa
I'll never break the Bro Code
Street Code
I'll never talk to Po' Po'
Real forever, I'll never lose my mojo
Oh no
Have 'em screamin' out oh no
There bro go
Stick hittin' like a pogo
Stick
I'ma paint the city rojo
Have 'em screamin' out oh no, oh no
I'm a wolf never disguised as a lamb (sheep!)
No gloves, the blood already dried on my hands (oh)
Up my ticket for a hit at least five hundred bands (yuh!)
I'm the truth, the only time I lie's on the stand
You loyal to a rat (what!?) you gon' die wit yo mans (pussy!)
Oh yes, I'll pull a niggaz card, I'll pull the whole deck
DG (Dirt Gang!) Elm Street when we throw sets (squad)
You make it to the hospital It's a code red (fye 'em up!)
No sympathy for a victim or a broke ex, fake ex (hoe!)
How you hatin' on my pay check, (hmm) Say less
Aim at ya chest and take ya breath (huhh)
Lil' n**** you ain't a threat
Oh no, oh no
Puto try me I go loco
Whoa whoa
I'll never break the Bro Code
Street Code
I'll never talk to Po' Po'
Real forever, I'll never lose my mojo
Oh no
Have 'em screamin' out oh no
There bro go
Stick hittin' like a pogo
Stick
I'ma paint the city rojo
Have 'em screamin' out oh no, oh no
You loyal to a rat, you gon' die with yo mans
Up my ticket for a hit at least five hundred bands
Oh no
Damn Spancy
Flawless!
Oh no, oh no
Puto try me I go loco
Whoa whoa
I'll never break the Bro Code
Street Code
I'll never talk to Po' Po'
Real forever, I'll never lose my mojo (Flawless!)
Oh no
Have 'em screamin' out oh no
There bro go
Stick hittin' like a pogo
Stick
I'ma paint the city rojo
Have 'em screamin' out oh no, oh no
Snitch hoe, that's how you get a slit throat (shhh)
Fist to yo lips have you soundin' like a french hoe (haha)
I just beat a case I ain't give no info (nope!)
Y'all First 48 with a chicken bone (hmm)
Stick in a trench coat, lit, like I did coke (whoa!)
Treat an opp like a thot, hit and I get ghost (yeownn)
Yo clique full of Sisqó's
Yeah I'm talkin' homos, oh no
That ain't what we meant when we said bros befo' hoes (duh)
It means never turn on yo partna' for no broke hoe (neva!)
Y'all n***** clowns not IT though, Bozo (clown!)
Shoot a n**** 'cause he beat you down you a hoe bro (pussy!)
I ain't wit The Game (The Game?) Long live Rosemo
Oh no, oh no
Puto try me I go loco
Whoa whoa
I'll never break the Bro Code
Street Code
I'll never talk to Po' Po'
Real forever, I'll never lose my mojo
Oh no
Have 'em screamin' out oh no
There bro go
Stick hittin' like a pogo
Stick
I'ma paint the city rojo
Have 'em screamin' out oh no, oh no
I'm a wolf never disguised as a lamb (sheep!)
No gloves, the blood already dried on my hands (oh)
Up my ticket for a hit at least five hundred bands (yuh!)
I'm the truth, the only time I lie's on the stand
You loyal to a rat (what!?) you gon' die wit yo mans (pussy!)
Oh yes, I'll pull a niggaz card, I'll pull the whole deck
DG (Dirt Gang!) Elm Street when we throw sets (squad)
You make it to the hospital It's a code red (fye 'em up!)
No sympathy for a victim or a broke ex, fake ex (hoe!)
How you hatin' on my pay check, (hmm) Say less
Aim at ya chest and take ya breath (huhh)
Lil' n**** you ain't a threat
Oh no, oh no
Puto try me I go loco
Whoa whoa
I'll never break the Bro Code
Street Code
I'll never talk to Po' Po'
Real forever, I'll never lose my mojo
Oh no
Have 'em screamin' out oh no
There bro go
Stick hittin' like a pogo
Stick
I'ma paint the city rojo
Have 'em screamin' out oh no, oh no
You loyal to a rat, you gon' die with yo mans
Up my ticket for a hit at least five hundred bands
Credits
Writer(s): Jairam Reid
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