DJ Kay Slay ft. The Outlawz & Onyx - My Brothers Keeper Lyrics

<CENTER><B><EM><U>My Brothers Keeper Lyrics by DJ Kay Slay ft. The Outlawz & Onyx</U></EM></B> <br /><P>(Intro)<BR>Hussein, Jersey block, braaaa</P><br /><P>(Verse)<BR>Yeah, I pop a top down, blaze a snapback<BR>You look hungry, nigga, betta reed yo crack bag<BR>The belly of the beast is empty, we starvin'<BR>Niggas got they history messy, P. Marvin<BR>Sneak thru they dreams, 'stead of rackin' up chase news<BR>Killaz out there tryna be fearce, so I'm replacin' 'em<BR>Had to write the serial number, I'm defacin' 'em<BR>Niggas lost they Grammy award, they third basin' 'em<BR>What's left venom, I'mma beat it out 'em<BR>I broke my first bamboo and rode the reed upon the Beat it album<BR>Ever since, dim we ride, nigga,<BR>You pro'ly thuggin' in a small ass town, probably high, nigga<BR>The kids lost, ain't leadin' 'em right<BR>These so called OGs ain't feedin' 'em right<BR>A'ight? Trap to cop the niggas down like a G top 'em<BR>Bloodshots, feather that ass just like a peacock<BR>Hot, flame on legend, Jersey block<BR>Russian roulette with my name on seven,<BR>The ugly caterpillar right before the butterfly,<BR>45 rockin' to sleep, singin' my lullaby</P><br /><P>(Hook)<BR>Everybody lookin' fo' change, but ain't changin'<BR>Yung niggas lookin' fo' gangs, but ain't bangin'<BR>Soft niggas lookin' fo' cops, but they tellin'<BR>Sittin' down, ready to snitch, I mean yellin'</P><br /><P>(Verse)<BR>Too hard fo' the radio, they don't play this<BR>This the kind of hip-hop, these niggas don't make this<BR>Forgot about the struggle, and niggas in the cages<BR>Finna take it back to Adidas with no laces<BR>We just spittin' out rhymes, or spittin' out razors<BR>Niggas still mad, I can see it in they faces<BR>Shine without diamonds, outlaw's anics<BR>Black Rolls cruise from the crack to the projects<BR>Dope so good, make your baby mama nose bleed<BR>They appreciate this shit more overseas<BR>Uncut, untampered with, remember? AZ told you niggas life's a bitch<BR>Remember? Tuck D. told you bitches, pump yo fence<BR>All my G rapsters still on this road to the wretched hip-hop<BR>In it's truest form, sway Puma's on<BR>Who stay right there with the (???)<BR>The noble outlaw, Machiavelli trend, and I'm from a choose crew<BR>Like big daddy Kay. Courtesy of Slay, this is strictly for the streets<BR>Ain't no peace till my niggas get a piece. Come on!</P><br /><P>(Bridge)<BR>Ride wid us, or collide wid us, it's as simple as that fo' me and my niggas<BR>We train war stories, outlaws on the ride, jealous niggas I despise<BR>Look at my eyes, come on!</P><br /><P>(Verse)<BR>Let's get is unplugged, one slug is one thug<BR>That gun love, run drugs with yung thugs<BR>When the drugs come, slug son, the rocks come<BR>With the snob done, till I saw the plug one<BR>Listen, dum dum, know what hood I come from?!<BR>I come with a hunit niggas, that's my plus one<BR>Run up on these lil' college niggas from thrust funds<BR>Nas get one mike? I don't really want one<BR>Back at 'em, back at 'em, we strap at 'em<BR>I clock back, I click click click clock at 'em<BR>I snap at 'em, I ride a tele tech at 'em<BR>And back paddle, yo, lemme get a crack at 'em<BR>Back stab 'em, cut 'em up, hash tag 'em<BR>Walkin' out the bank with blunts and cash draggin'<BR>Garbage truck got my name, I trash bang 'em<BR>(???)<BR>You betta keep steppin', we keep rubbers to keep thrumpin'<BR>You got three seconds: 3 2 1<BR>We got Kay Slays, three Glocks, tree sweepers<BR>Ace Ks, blowin' up, heat seekers<BR>Betta make way, betta pardon the AK<BR>My game's honest, no more blunts in the A trays<BR>Throw that piece of pine, cut a nigga up eight ways<BR>Last 48, you won't be found for eight days<BR>We kickin' doors in, closed doors get forced in<BR>This a caution, pay up, extortion!<BR>Or get tossed in, winners get bossed in<BR>Or get tossed out the plank, or in a cross win<BR>Paw! Step fingers, doublecross a nigga<BR>Gun in yo hand, don't make me force you niggas<BR>Come with the bread, or it's gonna cost you niggas<BR>Take you to the roof, jump! Chris Cross you niggas</P><br /><P> </P></CENTER>

DJ Kay Slay ft. The Outlawz & Onyx - My Brothers Keeper Lyrics

My Brothers Keeper Lyrics by DJ Kay Slay ft. The Outlawz & Onyx (Intro) Hussein, Jersey block, braaaa (Verse) Yeah, I pop a top down, b...

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