
Blood Brothers ft. DezMo Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Dem ain't my partner dem my blood brothers
You wasn't there when we was starving
Can't get a crumb from us
That lil' bitch wouldn't let me fuck
Now she want a son from me Yeah
She thirsty for the money
But can't get nothing from me
She ain't got nothing from me
Don't make my partner do my blood brothers
Was never worried bout the darkness cause the sun comin'
If I make you a target they bustin' guns for me Yeah
They laugh when I was walkin'
Now they run from me
But you can't run from me
If I say somethin'
Then my day ones gon' spray guns
Had no funds so they made funds
Got no jokes so we make fun
We was hot though we was fucked though
We became one and we made bonds
Ain't no joke can't break bonds
Spent your block twice
we ain't done
Leave a mark like a crayon
Spin a lot of shit and won't say none
Niggas startin' shit like a play button
Your life might have to take one
Like Mexiko I can't cope with it
Peer pressure who want smoke with me
I carry guns and they towin' me
I'm 550 but 050
Dem ain't my partner dem my blood brothers
You wasn't there when we was starving
Can't get a crumb from us
That lil' bitch wouldn't let me fuck
Now she want a son from me Yeah
She thirsty for the money
But can't get nothing from me
She ain't got nothing from me
Don't make my partner do my blood brothers
Was never worried bout the darkness cause the sun comin'
If I make you a target they bustin' guns for me Yeah
They laugh when I was walkin'
Now they run from me
But you can't run from me
Twin say that my blood brother
Play with anyone of them
And then I turn you into a blood puddle
I want big beef I'm talkin' fud ruffers
FHG we link together like some nunchucks
Make a crip bitch love dis blood drip
Now she got a pair of red chucks
Nigga talkin' bout them cold cases
Better hope it don't pop up
Pray to God I don't slip up
Go ahead load the clips up
And I'm 64 Harvard Park Brim
Now I'm throwin' them B's up
Dem ain't my partner dem my blood brothers
You wasn't there when we was starving
Can't get a crumb from us
That lil' bitch wouldn't let me fuck
Now she want a son from me Yeah
She thirsty for the money
But can't get nothing from me
She ain't got nothing from me
Don't make my partner do my blood brothers
Was never worried bout the darkness cause the sun comin'
If I make you a target they bustin' guns for me Yeah
They laugh when I was walkin'
Now they run from me
But you can't run from me