Bruddanem

Mh, mmh, mh
Mmh, mmh, mmh, mh
If you my nigga you my nigga then, twin
Thick or thin, I was a kid when my brother went in
Now your lil’ brudda the man
Kinda like Pac in Above the Rim
Couple Ms’, cut a check, cut a film
I got that Glock from my bruddanem
I spend the block for my bruddanem
I did a lot for my bruddanem
You better watch for my bruddanem
You gotta watch my bros
I’m finna cop for my bruddanem
You called the cops on my bruddanem
You don’t know patna nem stugglin’
That shit ain’t nothin’ ’bout nothin’
And if my brother say, “Let’s slide”
Well then my sister sliding too
It ain’t no slippin’ on this side
I got my grip and found my groove
And if they blitzing on the squad
I swear to God it’s bye for you
When it’s nothing else they thought I would do
My bruddas ride through
My bruddas ride through (yeah, uh)
My bruddas ride through, ooh
Uh, look, oh, shit
This for my brudda, my hitter, my slugger
My nigga, my jigga, my killer, my dawg
This for the women, the women my niggas
Most of them really be realer than ya’ll
When I was little remember we literally can’t forget
All the shit that we saw
Jaja hit a nigga right in the jaw
We ain’t jump him, we just lettin’ em brawl
Every summer it was somebody dead
And somebody scared so nobody saw
Buddy in jail and somebody called
Collecting the bail of somebody boss
Laid off, gon’ stay in the bed
Hell nah, what the fuck you done did?
All that stressin’ takin’ care of the kids
Give us somethin’ that can take off the edge
From the minute I got in trouble
Got a whippin’ for nothin’ or somethin’ my brother did
I never snitch, I never done no sucka shit
‘Cause he’ll hush for me if it was him
He’ll buss for me if it was him
So you know it’s all toes ten
When it come to my bruddanrm
I’ll whirlwind spin your block again (I got that Glock from my bruddanem)
I spend the block for my bruddanem
I did a lot for my bruddanem
You better watch for my bruddanem
You gotta watch my bros
I’m finna cop for my bruddanem
You called the cops on my bruddanem
You don’t know patna nem stugglin’
That shit ain’t nothin’ ’bout nothin’
And if my brother say, “Let’s slide”
Well then my sister sliding too
It ain’t no slippin’ on this side
I got my grip and found my groove
And if they blitzing on the squad
I swear to God it’s bye for you
When it’s nothing else they thought I would do
My bruddas ride
Ten millimeter, it’s different
My brother had gave me one of his switches
My uncle be bitchin’, they told me he snitchin’
So when I grew up I was blessed in my distance (oh, oh)
We slept by the window, being hungry was an issue
Power knocked out, slept close to a window
My brudda my brudda, same momma, this real
What I be sayin’ this shit is official
I get rich, you get rich, I got rich, you rich now
Fucked the opps up so bad they tryna establish a sit-down
Buddy can’t sit, brrah, buddy got hit, brraow
Trench baby, street nigga, real niggas, real killas, grave diggas
Gang, gang, foenem block, all that shit really gang members
Fake Percs, he don’t got no more
He said they feel like real pain killers
My brudda a shoota, my brudda a killa
Fuck politics I’m with the same niggas
My brudda gon slide but two of my bruddas had died
They was my main niggas (ohh ohh)
These niggas, street niggas
Taught to never leave niggas
Roll something, hold something
Anything to disappear, nigga
Neck deep in this water
Neck glistening to be seen nigga
I see you, I love you
Do you feel it? We’re still here, nigga
God gave us a war
And this sword can’t be near niggas
You reach for it, you reach for him
You reach for these dreams, nigga
Two wraps on this durag
Two straps when we’re out for dinner
Take care of your skin, take care of your liver
I won’t let them in, I won’t let you wither
I won’t let you w-