12K Gotti - Brotherly Hoods

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[intro: 12k gotti] Man Oh, we just doin' our thingy thing [?] nigga side show Uh [verse 1: 12k gotti] She know i'm out here livin' reckless, mr. told, no two text She know this nigga disrespect, i throw some ether in his neck Know my trap on these ls, the plug like jesus leave me blessed She know my knees, i'm in a sex, i play with keys, can get 'em stretched Man, fuck this nigga hood, i play with d's, throw up my set I gotta switch up on my pet, i send a pussy to the vet Send some white girl to the vet, we still got white girl with the meth I'm rockin' white pearls with the vest, you still my type, girl, you expect Never talk about the shit that you and god know I pop out shootin' shit up from the side, now that's a side show Ain't gotta tell me what this money for, it's to divide though We wash it through the wrist, watch it condense like it was tide soap A pot scraper, glock taker, i pull up and take a nigga Shots perplexed by niggas flexin' in the spot, might take this nigga Watch them hollows hit a nigga face like surgery and leave the box She know i'm schemin' for the guap, i'm takin' yours if i hit rock bottom, nigga [interlude: 12k gotti & sideshow] Yeah, that's all i really gotta say to him niggas Ayy Let my brother talk Yeah, uh Ayy [verse 2: sideshow] Niggas quick to pop they shit, not a hip-hop or poppy lid Niggas could never be my opp, they much too soft, just opposite I done paid the price and looked inside, the eye's the consequence I'm out cleveland like i'm mark price, forgotty, i got assists No more noddin', i'm on a mission, i got crackers at my shows noddin' heads and takin' pics I smoke half a pound in london town, i woke up out in france How i made it don't make sense, you can ask about me, [rob dirty?] plug i ever met Said she worried 'bout me, baby, you should worry 'bout yourself I bet my bottom dollar let 'em close they murder for your wealth I got that eagle eye on me, i seen it for myself They got that evil eye for me, live my life in the fast pace, could die any moment I'm a member of a cursed race, i'm black and i'm potent I put the t in totin', put my money in this shit, tryna put my team in motion Ugly nigga dissin', lowercase, he too soft-spoken Speak my name in a careful way, you just might choke Try and check me, better check my coat, uh, yeah Keep shit pretty and keep it short I lived this life before, it ain't for you Even though we don't talk every day, i adore you Call for you when i'm in your city And if shit changed, then oh well, i get it (i get it) Yeah, i get it
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