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letra de mi hermano - rich homie quan

[intro]
(leor, light it up)

[chorus]
booked a flight to l.a., but i had jet lag when i landed, had to get a pint of purple
hundred thousand in these tight jeans, i ain’t talkin’ ice-cream when i say i’m geeked on sherbet
and i’m not tryna hit a lil’ cheddar knowin’ family matter, that’s why i stay fresher than urkel
and you know i couldn’t tell him no lie when i looked him in his eyes ’cause i know it’s gon’ hurt my brother
i know it’s gon’ hurt my brother and i ain’t tryna hurt my brother
what i’m gon’ tell him, mama, if somethin’ happen to my brother?
hey, me and you are stuck like glue, we got it out the mud together
it ain’t nothin’ i wouldn’t do for you, boy, i swear you know i love my brother

[verse]
we was runnin’ ’round that ‘jects and you had my back like you know i had that strap
high school, i was mad as f-ck when that baseball team jumped you, i was tryna get back
it was you and dre versus the whole d-mn team, speakin’ of baseball, i pulled up with the bat
by the time i got there, them boys was long gone, it’s a switch, boy, but they ass shooter probably trash
it’s gon’ be up if you disrespect my brother
if i got it, he got it, that’s ’cause i love him
i got two nieces i love, they from my brothers
i’ll go to jail for them and about my daughter
i’ll pay the bail for them if they get in trouble
told bro keep dreamin’, nothin’ gon’ stop them
when them cameras, we ain’t never got options
used to have nothin’, now a n-gga poppin’
everybody got a brother from another mother, blood don’t always make you closer
that’s your brother if you ever slept at his mama house on the floor or slept on the sofa
get money, we ain’t never goin’ broke, boy, i ain’t even tryna fight with you
you ain’t even gotta ask ’cause you already know when lil’ bro there on a f-ckin’ slide with him
[chorus]
booked a flight to l.a., but i had jet lag when i landed, had to get a pint of purple (hey, hey, hey)
hundred thousand in these tight jeans, i ain’t talkin’ ice-cream when i say i’m geeked on sherbet (ooh, ooh, ooh)
and i’m not tryna hit a lil’ cheddar knowin’ family matter, that’s why i stay fresher than urkel (ayy, ayy-yeah, ayy)
and you know i couldn’t tell him no lie when i looked him in his eyes ’cause i know it’s gon’ hurt my brother (no, no, no, ayy)
i know it’s gon’ hurt my brother and i ain’t tryna hurt my brother
what i’m gon’ tell him, mama, if somethin’ happen to my brother?
hey, me and you are stuck like glue, we got it out the mud together
it ain’t nothin’ i wouldn’t do for you, boy, i swear you know i love my brother

- rich homie quan

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