| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like family
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like family
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| I slide, you slide, we slide, we slide too
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| My dawgs, no flaws, let me remind you
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| Stay solid, stay trill, and I’m right behind you
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| I’m tryna ball forever, ball forever (Go)
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| We came from the mud, you know we all together
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| You give them some smoke, I got you, call whenever
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| You fall out 'bout a bitch, you know you fall forever
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| RARE Sound, 4 Pockets Full in this bitch, yeah
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| Put it on God, won’t stress about no bitch, yeah
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| Ever since a jit, all I dreamed about is getting rich, yeah
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| Lame ass nigga, get the fuck off my dick, yeah
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| Shout out Bo, that’s my right hand
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| Nowadays, fifty racks, that’s some light bands
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| You been lookin' for the G.O.A.T., you found the right man
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| Backwood full of green like a Sprite can
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like family
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like family
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| I slide, you slide, we slide, we slide too
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| My dawgs, no flaws, let me remind you
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| Stay solid, stay trill, and I’m right behind you
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| You my brother if I know you ridin' with me
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| You my dawg if I share these Percs with you
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| And you my man if I know you won’t squeal in a jam
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| You’ll do a thousand years 'bout this shit, a nigga really did
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| Fuckin' bitches together, Glock-40's, Berettas
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| And the Drac' come with a coolant system
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| The opps, we be tryna kill them niggas
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| 'Member Tweak bought me the Hellcat, that shit was for Christmas
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| Then I turned around and bought him one for being a real nigga
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| Have a nigga squeezing on the real pistol, I be in the field with him
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| If you ever try my dawg, then we gotta deal with you
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| You know, shout out to the niggas that ain’t never went against the grain
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| Shout out to them niggas that held me down, I know y’all feel my pain
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like family
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Treat my brother just like family
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| I slide, you slide, we slide, we slide too
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| My dawgs, no flaws, let me remind you
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| Stay solid, stay trill, and I’m right behind you
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| Treat my brother just like fam
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| Tryna ball forever, ball forever
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| We came from the mud, you know we all together
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| We came from the mud, you know we all together |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bruddas, artist - K Camp. Album song Wayy 2 Kritical, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп