Letra NBA - Jay Hound
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Please do not speak with my niggas 'cause brodie be buggin'
Don't want my niggas to hurt you
I do not want brodie to
Like, like, like word to bro, nigga
Flock, flock
Please do not speak with my niggas 'cause brodie be buggin', don't make him come hurt you
Baby bro on a rampage, he was just tweakin', Uptown givin' out curfews Couple guys just came home from attempts so don't diss I don't want my brodies to murk you
I might hop in a ride with the 10, so just give me a reason I pull up and burn you
Off the lean, I was trippin'
My shooters they come both ways so he cannot decide
People just hop out and get 'em, the Flash on the gun so it's no reason for 'em to hide
They think you too good to go spinnin', but fuck all the pride only thing put aside was the nine
And brodie got demons right in him, he on that block and he only see red when he slide
I was callin' the opps every time that I spun, I don't do the surprise
Bro got a gun with unlimited bullets, tryna get in his door, tryna open his mind
I was making it back in a matter of time
Throw shots, they get low from that crime
I get booked for this shit, they might give me a
I get booked for this shit, they might give me a dime
G2 ready to go, brand new Glock shit, tighter than O girl womb
They told me his bullet holes bigger than all of the bullets inside of him, there's no way he can move
So he dying soon
Please do not push up, I'm not in the mood
Don't do it, I was out lining up niggas with bitches who slept in they room
Please stop cruising, if it's not two, three guns in that car, when he's spinin' he doomed
Headshot clueless, couple of shots to his neck, if he drop, he get sent to the moon
Give me the G, I'm a do it
Walkdown gang, I put one right in him and his crew
And if I come and bug out, they is not gonna do nothing 'bout it, so why would you?
Please do not speak with my niggas 'cause brodie be buggin', don't make him come hurt you
Baby bro on a rampage, he was just tweakin', Uptown givin' out curfews Couple guys just came home from attempts so don't diss I don't want my brodies to murk you
I might hop in a ride with the 10, so just give me a reason I pull up and burn you
Please do not speak with my niggas 'cause brodie be buggin'
Don't want my niggas to hurt you
I do not want brodie to
Like, like, like word to bro, nigga
Flock, flock
Please do not speak with my niggas 'cause brodie be buggin', don't make him come hurt you
Baby bro on a rampage, he was just tweakin', Uptown givin' out curfews Couple guys just came home from attempts so don't diss I don't want my brodies to murk you
I might hop in a ride with the 10, so just give me a reason I pull up and burn you
Off the lean, I was trippin'
My shooters they come both ways so he cannot decide
People just hop out and get 'em, the Flash on the gun so it's no reason for 'em to hide
They think you too good to go spinnin', but fuck all the pride only thing put aside was the nine
And brodie got demons right in him, he on that block and he only see red when he slide
I was callin' the opps every time that I spun, I don't do the surprise
Bro got a gun with unlimited bullets, tryna get in his door, tryna open his mind
I was making it back in a matter of time
Throw shots, they get low from that crime
I get booked for this shit, they might give me a
I get booked for this shit, they might give me a dime
G2 ready to go, brand new Glock shit, tighter than O girl womb
They told me his bullet holes bigger than all of the bullets inside of him, there's no way he can move
So he dying soon
Please do not push up, I'm not in the mood
Don't do it, I was out lining up niggas with bitches who slept in they room
Please stop cruising, if it's not two, three guns in that car, when he's spinin' he doomed
Headshot clueless, couple of shots to his neck, if he drop, he get sent to the moon
Give me the G, I'm a do it
Walkdown gang, I put one right in him and his crew
And if I come and bug out, they is not gonna do nothing 'bout it, so why would you?
Please do not speak with my niggas 'cause brodie be buggin', don't make him come hurt you
Baby bro on a rampage, he was just tweakin', Uptown givin' out curfews Couple guys just came home from attempts so don't diss I don't want my brodies to murk you
I might hop in a ride with the 10, so just give me a reason I pull up and burn you
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