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letra de geebo - brothers

[intro]
this is geebo
ayy, gang, runnin’ from the nee-naw, nee-naw
welelelee, shwee
ice on the wrist like get him, get him, get him
from sydney to lebanon, stand up
rooh

[verse 1]
like baddie, habibti from aussie
wanna role with me, but it’s risky
welelelelele, shwee
you want artillery we got shwe
we got plenty like welelele
burners on deck, they’re ringin’ ’em (brr)
akhis still hittin’ ’em, lettin’ ’em (grr)
boys in the trap, they’re k!llin’ it
flippin’ them packs like innocent citizens
they hate it when we drop a teaser
here’s a puffer, brother, have a breather
watch ’em catch these shots like a keeper
’cause we got messy shooters like fifa
f-ck that, if they want beef
drill ain’t dead till we rest in peace
go call up the akhis and round up the toys
’cause geebo’s about, make noise in the streets
i heard everything they said (rooh)
watch me put ’em to bed (geebo)
wallahi, do your homework
pass the hadid, i’ll fill ’em with lead
back to the trap like miss me (shwe)
bend that back like (welelelelele)
i tell her geeba, geeba
now i got three of her friends
and they’re rollin’ with me, silly
ahki’s still makin’ that k!ll, k!lly
still in the streets with bill, billy
this year i’m makin’ a mill, millie
we ain’t signin’ no deal
all my opps can get brucked
when we pull up, it’s duck, duck, goose
you wanna play tips, then i’m comin’ in clutch
touch one of mine, two of yours get touched (rooh)

[chorus]
geebo, geebo
runnin’ from the nee-naw, nee-naw
[?]
make him do the dabke dance with this steel
geebo, geebo, get him
ice on the wrist like wet him, wet him
bend that back, let me see you twerk it
talk on my name, let him
[verse 2]
l ain’t tryna catch a case
but i just keep k!llin’ ’em, k!llin’ ’em
find these opps, get rid of ’em, rid of ’em
got that drop, put him in a box
he’s way too soft like silicone
got bad b’s, big ass, big silicones
hold the l ’cause i just keep winnin’ ’em
akimbo ’cause i just love twinnin’ ’em
f-ck if they don’t like me
highly likely they ain’t relevant
how do you call yourself a don?
rooh minhun
ayri fik ya hakir, tala fi
rooh minhun
i swear on my grave
if these gronk’s got somethin’ to say
let ’em know that it’s on
they know we on top
but c-nts get down under where i’m from
this is sydney, in case you forgot
broad daylight, you can get still shot
i’m on the telephone, got packs from lebanon
send it like amazon, now the block’s red hot
’cause don’t ever say we don’t ride for the set
when half of these p-ssies just talk on the net
i’m not ed sheeran, but i got ’em obsessed
if they’re thinkin’ out loud, izzy, aim for the head (rooh)
[chorus]
geebo, geebo
runnin’ from the nee-naw, nee-naw
[?]
make him do the dabke dance with this steel
geebo, geebo, get him
ice on the wrist like wet him, wet him
bend that back, let me see you twerk it
talk on my name, let him

[verse 3]
rooh, rooh, geebo, geebo
rowet, rowet, triko, triko
jino, jino, nito, nito
kilkon on my signal
this ain’t welcome to brixton
this is the jungle ,welcome to sydney
now that the brothers are k!llin’ the drill scene
after this song i’m on everyone’s hit list (rooh)

[outro]
geebo, geebo (geebo)
all my opps can get brucked
got that drop
drill ain’t dead till we rest in—

- brothers

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