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letra de bro shit - uncle murda

[intro]
you be doing hoe-sh-t, (woo!)
you un’really rock wit me don’t come around me talking all dis “bro sh-t” (you ain’t my bro!)
i’m too real to be around fake sh-t (too real!)
grass ain’t gotta be cut for me to see all of this snake sh-t (stevie wonder could see dat!)
i shot da n-gga dat shot you (n-gga bang-bang!)
i expected da ova’ n-ggas to switch up on me, n-gga not you (crazy!)
how you burned da bridge and can’t swim n-gga? (how!?)
if all i had was twenty-dollars to my name, i woulda gave you ten n-gga (godd-mn!)

[verse]
i ain’t wit all tha second-guessing (i ain’t wit it!)
i’m only loyalty to n-ggas who loyalty i ain’t gotta question (no watching sh-t)
this fake sh-t is at ah all time high n-gga
n-ggas talk sh-t ’bout you, when they see you, be like “what’s good, my n-gga?” (what’s good bro!?)
don’t come round me talking all this ‘crew sh-t’ (don’t do dat!)
you was strapped, saw da kidd who shot me and ain’t do sh-t (p-ssy!)
if that was me on the othеr hand (woo!)
woulda shot him and da n-gga he was wit, i’m just keeping it ah hunnid’ fam (you know my body!)
so miss me wit all da phony sh-t
woulda did a bid for you, thinking we was on somе real homie-sh-t (be in da feds right now!)
dat woulda been time away from my kid’s, n-gga
woulda been sick thinking bout all da sucka sh-t you did n-gga
but it is what it is, n-gga

[hook]
you be doing hoe-sh-t, (woo!)
you un’really rock wit me don’t come around me talking all dis “bro sh-t” (you ain’t my bro!)
i’m too real to be around fake sh-t (too real!)
grass ain’t gotta be cut for me to see all of this snake sh-t (stevie wonder could see dat!)
i shot da n-gga dat shot you (n-gga bang-bang!)
i expected da ova’ n-ggas to switch up on me, n-gga not you (crazy!)
how you burned da bridge and can’t swim n-gga? (how!?)
if all i had was twenty-dollars to my name, i woulda gave you ten n-gga (godd-mn!)
[verse]
you be doing hoe sh-t, don’t talk dat ‘bro sh-t’
you was around me, moving wacky (crazy!)
we used to hold each other down, you used to watch the door while i make ah sell in the lobby (‘member dat!?)
woulda took more time so you could less time
you know, rowdy and bobby (gang sh-t!)
feel like you wasn’t cool wit me being ‘michael jordan’ and you being ‘scotty’
close thing dat we both had, to being a father
growing up, bill cosby
we was like brothers, n-gga
the only thing we didn’t have, sh-t, was the same mommy
n-ggas ain’t see me, wit out seeing you
when i pull up you was right behind me
and i un’trust n0body, but i ain’t never think dat you ah be the one tryna line me

- uncle murda

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