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letra de my bruddas - taysav

[chorus: taysav]
do anything for my brothers
different mothers, same struggle
these n-ggas know we the muscle
just make a call, we’ll touch you
do anything for my gang ’cause them my dogs
free my n-ggas, they got locked behind them walls
i’ll do anything for my brothers, anything for my brothers
anything for my brothers ’cause them my dogs
i’ll do anything for my brothers, anything for my brothers
anything for my brothers ’cause them my dogs

[verse 1: lil vell]
young n-ggas on the block with it
you ain’t out with us then you not with it
my bros be the pros n-gga
got your pole with you, you get shot with it
now my hoes be the pros n-gga
gave me your gwap and some top with it
tryna beef over eater visits or geeker business, i don’t rock with it
glock-23 with a mop in that
that hold thirty-three, that stock pick
so one up, come run up
can’t hest-tate, i’m shot sendin’
look, every day i’m gwap gettin’
’cause every day my clock cl!ckin’
and every day i’m bustin’ moves
so every day the plot thickens lil b-tch
i don’t give a f-ck ’cause my d-nks love me and my block tippin’, lil b-tch
do a hit, diddy do the dash soon as i hop in it, lil b-tch
12 on they block, we’ll be back in a hot minute lil b-tch
with a hot semi, still a n-gga life like we shopliftin’ lil b-tch
a lot of haters, lot of d-ck riders too
a lot of n-ggas with a b-tch att-tude
you disrespectin’ n-ggas, we ain’t lettin’ n-ggas
we gon’ catch the n-gga this afternoon
no we gon’ catch the n-gga now, f-ck
them glocks and tecs will sit you down fast
so we just load a couple rounds up
i made n-ggas turn they goofy down, f-ck

[verse 2: taysav]
i do anything for that ‘sane gang
shout out bl!ck gang, that’s the same thing
we pullin’ up with that grain bang
that’s the last thing that that man sang
i don’t do this for the d-mn fame
i just do it ’cause i stood alone in that d-mn rain
you wan’ celebrate with no champagne
remember long nights posted up on that boulevard with the f-ckin’ sharks
savage n-gga from the f-ckin’ start
savage n-ggas from the f-ckin’ park
every n-gga with me gotta pray hard
leave a f-ck n-gga in the graveyard
f-ck 12, free my other same squad
f-ck 12, free my other same shot
on that bully with them bullies
glock-30 under that hoody
i’m rollin’ up, gettin’ woody
just me and my brother dutty
taysav totin’ that fully
have vell leave the scene bl–dy
she wanna f-ck but i just want a buddy
say she wanna f-ck but i just want some money
so i just p-ss the b-tch to my brothers, no discussin’ that
catch us over where the function at
off the drugs barely functioning
blowin’ gas like we pumpin’ that
nickel, thirty shots under that
move funny, i’m uppin’ that
leave the whole clip where your pumpkin at

- taysav

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