Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Brudda 2X , by - Mozzy. Release date: 03.10.2018
Song language: English
My Brudda 2X |
| My nigga lost his phone bruh, who got that shit? |
| Nigga everybody get to empty they pockets nigga, for real |
| This is Jay P Bangz music |
| Go to war for you if I love you |
| Gotta score for you and a double, I just wanna see you bubble |
| 'Nough said wrote across the knuckles |
| Hundred ball in the duffel, organize the nickel bundles |
| Ain’t no doubt about it, got the nickel on us |
| Bust her out blood, I think the people on us |
| They forever geekin' on us |
| Favorite uncle turned tweaker on us |
| Pimp partner bitch bad, he been tryna keep it from us |
| Keep it a hundred, I’m a hundred, I’ma keep it that |
| You can always have the hoes, pimpin' need a pack |
| Hell Gang Mozzy, fuck you, you don’t believe in that |
| Threw a half a dime in the crowd like I ain’t needed that |
| Gripped up, Casanova told 'em keep a strap |
| We was droppin' thirty on 'em with no feedback |
| Yeah, tryna cook a nigga’s noodles |
| Why you hidin' blood? |
| We gettin' tired of lookin' for you poodles |
| My brother, my brother brother, my brother |
| Call me and I’m comin' with cutters, we come to cut up |
| Headshot, get your lil' hairdo done up |
| You ain’t got no top-ranked resume, nigga shut up |
| My brother, my brother brother, my brother |
| Call me and I’m comin' with cutters, we come to cut up |
| Headshot, get your lil' hairdo done up |
| You ain’t got no top-ranked resume, nigga shut up |
| Ayy check this out real fast, I’m finna take you on a ride |
| Six Flags, if you don’t die you better have a shit-bag |
| It’s murder where I lived at |
| And you ain’t even heard of, where you been at? |
| Strip a nigga, you can’t get your shit back |
| My feet planted ten flat |
| Been on this type of shit before I did rap |
| The only difference now, I got a big bag |
| Niggas shot at me and missed, we actin' like they did that |
| Karma play God tonight and take one of they nigs back, big facts |
| If I ain’t got it on me, my lil' brodie gon' shoot |
| Fuck a group, it’s only a driver and maybe two |
| Who is you? |
| You ain’t grow up hangin' with the Ru’s |
| Niggas knew, I don’t fuck with suckers and niggas who do |
| That’s on the Ru’s |
| Head-shotter, murder all of my problems |
| Free Shotta, doin' twelve in the pen, you know I got him |
| On my mama, I got you the same way that you got me |
| Lil brodie bounce out of the pen, caught a body nigga |
| My brother, my brother brother, my brother |
| Call me and I’m comin' with cutters, we come to cut up |
| Headshot, get your lil' hairdo done up |
| You ain’t got no top-ranked resume, nigga shut up |
| My brother, my brother brother, my brother |
| Call me and I’m comin' with cutters, we come to cut up |
| Headshot, get your lil' hairdo done up |
| You ain’t got no top-ranked resume, nigga shut up |
| If I say it’s love, better know it be unconditional |
| Brother to the end, even after we leave the physical |
| If I say I got you, I got you, nothin' additional |
| Play with that, we out catchin' bodies like it’s traditional |
| Play the block like Jordan and Pippen if you ain’t close to us |
| Only code we speakin' is loyalty for the both of us |
| Me and mine, we go against anything that’s opposing us |
| We don’t fuck with niggas, these niggas out here be hoes to us |
| Fuck 'em, we pull up, shake 'em, and dust 'em down |
| Radiate 'em, we fill 'em, drain 'em, and flush 'em down |
| Bet I clean up whatever, you go to touchin' mine |
| Play with anything, like a Rollie, homie we bust it down |
| If you gotta go then nigga I gotta go too |
| Right or wrong, that shit don’t matter, I’m ridin' with you |
| If it’s time to up the business, I’m slidin' with you |
| Bond jumpin', disappear, shit I’m hidin' with you |
| My brother, my brother brother, my brother |
| Call me and I’m comin' with cutters, we come to cut up |
| Headshot, get your lil' hairdo done up |
| You ain’t got no top-ranked resume, nigga shut up |
| My brother, my brother brother, my brother |
| Call me and I’m comin' with cutters, we come to cut up |
| Headshot, get your lil' hairdo done up |
| You ain’t got no top-ranked resume, nigga shut up |