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Yeah, death before dishonor
And you know we bringin death to niggas that dishonor that
(Hook)
I gotta go and kill this nigga, he sold us to the feds
Thatâs just what real niggas do
Iâma shoot him and make sure his faggot ass dead
Thatâs just what real niggas do
If I gotta kill this bitch, Iâma kill her, you dig?
Thatâs just what real niggas do
Iâma throw that pretty bitch right over the brooklyn bridge
Thatâs what she gets for being that niggaâs boo
(Verse)
I donât like tim elbows and sammy the bull
I put my gun in they mouth and that trigger I pull
Like itâs tellin, what part of the game is that?
You wanna be called the snitch, what kind of name is that?
That brooklyn bullshit, you know Iâm audi
Had to kill a brooklyn nigga, 6 in the morning
He was about to brag, so his life god took it
Man I donât give a fuck if we both from brooklyn
I got 40 .40 cals, a hunnder hundred shots calicos
And about 44 .44âs
My grandmoms know I be thugging
Ever since I was a young she couldnât tell me nothing
She used to say donât let them boys to kill you
I ainât got money to bury you, I said grandma I feel you
I said grannie, even if you did
I refuse to let them niggas push back my wig
I shot the kids so they shut the door up
She said boy you better go and shoot em all up
Police came, my grandma ainât tell them shit
She like fuck that, my grandson gonn handle that shit
Either when I got shot and they tried to make me snitch
My grandma start laughing like he ainât gonna tell you shit, and I didnât!
She know I follow the code of the street
Even my grandma used to say fuck the police!
(Hook)
I gotta go and kill this nigga, he sold us to the feds
Thatâs just what real niggas do
Iâma shoot him and make sure his faggot ass dead
Thatâs just what real niggas do
If I gotta kill this bitch, Iâma kill her, you dig?
Thatâs just what real niggas do
Iâma throw that pretty bitch right over the brooklyn bridge
Thatâs what she gets for being that niggaâs boo
(Verse)
Heard a nigga talking to the fall force
Gotta introduce him to the .44
Slide upon him in a volvo
Shoot him 10 times in slow mo
Deal get a rush when I open the jar
Ding in the park coke in the corn
Enemies got no hope when itâs on
You get a hand shot if you go for it john
My mom and grandma, both of them gone
My old head mike shoot dope in his arm
You ainât never have to sell coke in the storm
Or how your door kicked in 4 in the mornâ
Nah, real niggas doing rap beats
We put hands on them crack teeth
All these rap niggas act sweet
100 hot choppa in the backseat
21 when I fold the murder
Iâm out brooklyn with uncle murda
I toss 40 if you want a birdie
Iâm at the store, tryina take a 40
(Hook)
I gotta go and kill this nigga, he sold us to the feds
Thatâs just what real niggas do
Iâma shoot him and make sure his faggot ass dead
Thatâs just what real niggas do
If I gotta kill this bitch, Iâma kill her, you dig?
Thatâs just what real niggas do
Iâma throw that pretty bitch right over the brooklyn bridge
Thatâs what she gets for being that niggaâs boo