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letra de free my bruddas - bblasian

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[intro]
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[verse 1]
a young n-gga trend setting, used to slide dolo
the phone home but gun on, foe nem know what’s going on
never thought this sh-t was real i seen my bro turn to a clone
always thought this sh-t was fake i talked to ju right on the phone
what i heard had me p-ssed off, feds did a sweep
really locked in with uptown, yeah you know, e-b-g
take you back to 2013, really b-e-g
yet i’m p-e-g in public, man this b-tch be on me
they ain’t never seen no blasian n-gga sing a melody
play with me we swing this drac, this choppa sing a melody
free my bruddas, don’t know why they tried to claim me
b-tch i been the same n-gga man these n-ggas hate me

[chorus]
this that big ju flow baby this sh-t is so bizzare
steady screaming free my bruddas we was in and out them cars
when them yeekies get to poppin’ out you best to pray to god
we was shootin’ at the opps the opps was shootin’ at some stars
steady screaming free my brudda’nem
free my bruddas huh, steady screaming free my brothers man
screaming free my brother n-gga
free my brudda huh (steady screaming free my brudda yeah)
[verse 2]
talked to ju on the phone and to zay the other day
it be too much goin’ on, we need some motherf-ckin’ change
i am not with all this preaching sh-t, just tryna speak the truth
i’m just tryna get this cheese look like a motherf-ckin’ stain
but i’m not, think i’m some like these n-ggas? i am not
reese sayin’ free these n-ggas made my blood pressure pop
got me hot, so i invested in my brothers like some stocks
got the chops, make the biggest n-gga fall when we rock
f-ck it brodie, knock ’em all down when you come through (ahh)
no more but my gun, this some kung-fu
fat n-gga, we the reason that the f-ckin’ city crime grew
brodie get to tweakin’ with no fail, he a small dude

[chorus]
this that big ju flow baby this sh-t is so bizzare
steady screaming free my bruddas we was in and out them cars
when them yeekies get to poppin’ out you best to pray to god
we was shootin’ at the opps the opps was shootin’ at some stars
steady screaming free my brudda’nem
free my bruddas huh, steady screaming free my brothers man
screaming free my brother n-gga
free my brudda huh (steady screaming free my brudda yeah)

[outro]
free my motherf-ckin’ bruddas yeah

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