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letra de brothers (remix) - kid cudi

[verse 1: king chip]
if my n-ggas don’t f-ck wit’ you, i don’t f-ck wit’ you
that’s just a code in my hood, don’t let these guns hit you
be a man of your word, don’t ever let ’em play you
stand up for your sh-t, make sure these haters pay you
can’t nothing stop a room full of real n-ggas
i got some bad rich b-tches, they my real n-ggas
it’s like working four jobs not to k!ll n-ggas
my little n-ggas love to ride by and spill n-ggas
if y’all fell out over some chips that ain’t your real n-gga
if y’all fell out over a chick that ain’t your real n-gga
before i be a house n-gga be a field n-gga
i gotta port arthur chick, call it my trill n-gga
i met duke in 92 and we still n-ggas
rockin hilfigers before they was like chill n-ggas
living well me and my n-ggas go’n eat
before you hate, hit the brakes with both feet

[hook: kid cudi]
hey yo, all right
this is how it’s supposed to be (x4)
hey yo, all right

[verse 2: rolla costa]
if my brothers don’t f-ck with you ima f-ck with you
egg your f-cking whip right in front of your bad b-tch
didn’t care if my swag was weird they staired
like 50 flights so they couldn’t keep up with my fly
but it’s like when they see me with a new joint they wanna cyph
but i’m laughing like ain’t this n-gga said i can’t ride a bike
started rocking these jerseys and it trended to my brothers
like ben got my brother franklin working started from a boss at young
but rally just chillin having fun
so when you see me just know i’m
working
trying to start a business
ah tv show a clothing line
my n-gga we be hoping the train back to the block
we saved guap for lil cezar pizza box (ahhh) real n-gga sh-t right there
for now crunch time is lunch time and one rhyme is dumb fine

[hook: kid cudi]
hey yo, all right
this is how it’s supposed to be (x4)
hey yo, all right

[verse 2: a$ap rocky]
max with the homies, try to teach them things
teach them how to make a piece of change, even keep the change
but they neva change, bought a set of chains with another chain
upgraded to a better chain, that beretta sing, i ain’t playing
shoes on the ‘rari start to look like hooves
pigs by the crib start to look like wolves
money neva change me only change the situation
the paper i be chasin got them sucka n-ggas hatin
started from the pavement, bas-m-nt satan
couldn’t match my flames so they compare me to a mason
free like slaves but they based and crazy
we talkin’ bout crack or we talkin about blacks?
spliffing the blunt up, then they pickin the gun up
motherf-ckers is trippin, they fixin’ to run up
then they gettin the come up, yup b-tch
and they do it ’til the sun up
and this is for my n-ggas and my gang
through the fortune and the fame
only thing that never change is my n-ggas

[hook]

[verse 3: kid cudi]
i got the n-ggas that i need with me
any issues my n-gga you know to please hit me
no question no hesitation when it comes to holding fam down
if you creep me the f-ck out you probably ain’t around
now you can hate on the side lines, i’m skippin past
you got me f-cked up, keep talkin and kiss my -ss
no sweatin the ho sh-t, too in tune with the family
i do got the ones that do know scott
they give me the love that a n-gga need
if its a place to stay or a dime sack of weed
word to dennis, ridin’ thick and thin until we finished
focused to keep the pockets replenished, clothes on our kids
and keep my n-ggas from goin away on a bid
only wanted all the fly sh-t when we got big
chasin these hoes up in they ribs at they momma crib
beat n-ggas up so ’bout it, ’bout it they go blind about it
we all grown, families of our own
providing for ’em real n-ggas, real morals that’s the code
perform so long as i am my brother’s keeper
he will provide me with a nine if i need or a street sweeper
the love i have for my n-ggas is another type
you gotta real n-gga down with you for your whole life
love for my n-ggas
the brothers that i never had made my life a lot less sad my n-gga

[hook]

- kid cudi

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