Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers

If my niggas don't fuck wit' you, I fuck wit' you
That's just a code in my hood, let these guns hit you
Be a man of your word, don't let 'em play you
Stand up for shit, make sure these haters pay you
nothing stop a room full of real niggas
I got some bad bitches, they my real niggas
It's like working four not to kill niggas
My little niggas love to by and spill niggas
If y'all fell out over some chips that ain't real nigga
If y'all fell out over a chick that ain't real nigga
I be a house nigga be a field nigga
I Port Arthur chick, call it my trill nigga
I met Duke in 92 and we niggas
Hilfigers before they was like chill niggas
Living well me and my niggas eat
Before you hate, hit the brakes with both

Hey yo, all
This is how it's to be
Hey yo, all
is how it's supposed to be
Hey yo, all
is how it's supposed to be
Hey yo, all
This is how it's to be
Hey yo, all

Max the homies, try to teach them things
Teach them how to a piece of change, even keep the change
But they neva change, bought a set of chains with another
Upgraded to a better chain, Beretta sing, I ain't playing
Shoes on the start to look like hooves
Pigs by the crib start to look wolves
Money neva change me only change the
The paper I be chasin got them sucka niggas
Started the pavement, basement Satan,
Couldn't match my claims so compare me to a mason
like slaves but they based and crazy
We talkin' bout or we talkin about blacks?
Spliffing the blunt up, then pickin the gun up
is trippin if it in in the run up
Then they gettin the come up, yup
And do with the sun up
And this is for my and my gang
the fortune and the fame
Only thing that change is my niggas

Hey yo, all
This is how it's to be
Hey yo, all
This is how supposed to be
Hey yo, all
This is how supposed to be
Hey yo, all
This is how it's to be
Hey yo, all

I got the niggas that I with me
Any issues my nigga you know to hit me
No no hesitation when it comes to holding fam down,
If you creep me the fuck out you probably ain't
Now you can hate on the lines, I'm skippin past
You got me fucked up, talkin and kiss my ass
No sweatin the ho shit, too in tune with the
I do got the ones that do Scott
They give me the that a nigga need
If its a place to stay or a sack of weed
Word to Dennis, ridin' thick and until we finished
Focused to keep the replenished, clothes on our kids
And my niggas from goin away on a bid
Only all the fly shit when we got big
Chasin these hoes up in they ribs at momma crib
Beat niggas up so 'bout it, 'bout it they go blind it
We all grown, of our own
Providing for 'em niggas, real morals that's the code
so long as I am my brother's keeper
He provide me with a nine if I need or a street sweeper
The love I for my niggas is another type
You gotta real nigga down with you for your whole
Love for my
The brothers I never had made my life a lot less sad my nigga

Hey yo, all
is how it's supposed to be
Hey yo, all
This is how supposed to be
Hey yo, all
This is how it's to be
Hey yo, all
This is how it's to be
Hey yo, all