Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bruddas, artist - $tupid YoungDate of issue: 19.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bruddas |
| I got connection on weapons |
| I got connection, don’t test us |
| Summertime, better vest up |
| 'Cause when me my niggas slide, we gon' wet you |
| Chop make a nigga bubble in our best shit |
| Watch out for them set ups |
| Out here in these streets I won’t let up |
| Bag chasin', I’m stackin' my bread up |
| Best duck when I slide with my brothers |
| You know I’ma slide with my brothers |
| On the gang, I’ma ride with my brothers |
| Nine milli, forty-five with my brothers |
| In the field every day, goin' live with my brothers, ayy |
| RIP to my killers that ain’t here |
| Free my locs that I ain’t seen in years |
| You know I got it, representin' for my peers |
| 'Cause we done put in too much blood, sweat, and tears |
| We ain’t worried 'bout a motherfuckin' setback |
| If a nigga hit us, you know we get back |
| Where your hood, where your turf, where your set at? |
| Slide through broad day and we gon' wet that |
| Everybody already know I don’t do it for the fame |
| Everything I do, I gotta represent the gang |
| $tupid Young, dollar sign, you already know the name |
| And they hit my line up when they need them thangs, 'cause |
| I got connection on weapons |
| I got connection, don’t test us |
| Summertime, better vest up |
| 'Cause when me my niggas slide, we gon' wet you |
| Chop make a nigga bubble in our best shit |
| Watch out for them set ups |
| Out here in these streets I won’t let up |
| Bag chasin', I’m stackin' my bread up |
| Best duck when I slide with my brothers |
| Health is wealth, so you know I left the juice alone |
| Thinkin' to myself, ridin' in this coupe alone |
| Stuck on the block, tryna move a zone |
| Locked up, ain’t have no one to call, just wanted to use the phone |
| Ain’t nobody answer, my grandmama died of cancer |
| She the one that raised me, could’ve grew up a bastard |
| She wanted me in the church next to the pastor |
| But I was too hard-headed, always got my ass whooped |
| A couple bumps and bruises, fifty rounds out the Uzi |
| Little man complex, I wasn’t into losing |
| Every enemy I had, I left that nigga snoozin' |
| And he ain’t wakin' up, no matter how much you move him |
| Real nigga, no flaw in my DNA |
| I was blind to it all 'til I seen the way |
| Backpage shut down, it was a G a day |
| Now it’s sugar daddy, arrows, and TNA, it’s Philthy |
| I got connection on weapons |
| I got connection, don’t test us |
| Summertime, better vest up |
| 'Cause when me my niggas slide, we gon' wet you |
| Chop make a nigga bubble in our best shit |
| Watch out for them set ups |
| Out here in these streets I won’t let up |
| Bag chasin', I’m stackin' my bread up |
| Best duck when I slide with my brothers |