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letra de my bruddas - lil durk

[intro]
b-r-u-d-d-a, my brothers
v-u-l-t-u-r-e-s, my vultures
you know what i’m talkin’ about?

[chorus]
i’m down to ride for my brothers, no
can’t no n-gga talk bad about my brothers, no
can’t no n-gga send shots at my brothers, no
and i ain’t got n0body, yeah i got my brothers, yeah, ayy
n-gga talkin’ ’bout robbin’ me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah
if a n-gga talkin’ ’bout fightin’ me, gotta deal with my brothers, yeah
my brothers
b-r-u-d-d-a, them my brothers, yeah yeah

[verse 1]
my brothers, my brothers
won’t trade on them n-ggas for nothin’
gave ikey a strap ’cause he gutter
if he was gon’ stink me he would’ve
vvs lookin’ like sugar
young n-gga, same bad b-tch
flippin’ on ’em, baby mama trippin’
took the crib and told her she was trippin’
hoppin’ out a taurus, n-gga drillin’
we was wild, poppin’ penicillin
running hoes without no condom
mama rushing us to the doctor
i remember n-ggas trickin’ with ikey
got ’em on the corner then i had shot ’em
see you got it, watch who you be messin’ with
see, that’s they problem
mud brothers, different mothers
not blood brothers but i love ’em
i remember riding with the thumper
it’s like one love ’cause they love us
i remember sliding on the lord
free big lord, that’s my boy
before we used to facetime the opp
remember was callin’ off them joints
said we gon’ kick it, said we gon’ catch it
said we gon’ k!ll you, said we gon’ stretch you
i bet you i bet you, you was safe when i met you, huh
i get k!lled, it’s an inside job, huh
you can’t get close, only my squad (gang gang)
rest in peace la, it’s on my arm (yeah)
before i rapped i was on my own (i was on my own)
got my first gun on my own (on my own)
ain’t have my first song on my own, it was us

[verse 2]
twin got shot, got his l!ck back, same day
varney got shot, now he can’t walk, that sh-t lame
i remember pat crashed the rental
von got caught after bender
blocks, don’t get caught
after dark where i’m from
f-ckin’ ratchet hoes fun
remember hot flame across the quarter
remember hoes go and steal from nordstrom’s, ah-uh
f-ck these n-ggas, they too clumsy
f-ck these n-ggas, ain’t got no money
older brother turned me junky
percocets in my stomach
ditched school, we thought that sh-t was cool
teachers said i’m a fool, now i got a crib with a big pool
now i got a crib with big guns
police come at the door, sending shots, hit the floor
sold c0ke on green, two for the five on the green
you won’t survive on the streets, you see the monster in me
no new friends i need, roll up the opps, that’s weed
make your b-tch drink seed, that’s the nut in me
why you clutchin’ n-gga? you ain’t on nothin’ n-gga
b-tch say i’ma nut to n-gga, they ain’t on nothin’ n-gga
like f-ck them other n-ggas, they not f-ckin’ with us
we tuck them cluckers with us, c0ke and dope official, yeah yeah

- lil durk

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