Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers

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

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

Max the homies, try to teach them things
Teach them how to make a piece of change, even keep the
But they neva change, a set of chains with another chain
Upgraded to a better chain, that Beretta sing, I ain't
Shoes on the 'rari start to like hooves
by the crib start to look like wolves
Money change me only change the situation
The paper I be chasin got them sucka hatin
Started from the pavement, Satan,
Couldn't my claims so they compare me to a mason
Free like but they based and crazy
We talkin' bout or we talkin about blacks?
Spliffing the blunt up, then they the gun up
Motherfuckers is if it in in the run up
Then gettin the come up, yup bitch
And do with the sun up
And this is for my and my gang
the fortune and the fame
Only thing that never change is my

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

I got the niggas that I with me
Any issues my you know to please hit me
No no hesitation when it comes to holding fam down,
If you creep me the fuck out you ain't around
Now you can hate on the lines, I'm skippin past
You got me fucked up, talkin and kiss my ass
No the ho shit, too in tune with the family
I do got the ones do know Scott
They me the love that a nigga need
If its a place to stay or a dime of weed
Word to Dennis, thick and thin until we finished
to keep the pockets replenished, clothes on our kids
And keep my from goin away on a bid
Only wanted all the fly when we got big
Chasin these hoes up in ribs at they momma crib
Beat niggas up so 'bout it, 'bout it they go about 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 will me with a nine if I need or a street sweeper
The love I have for my niggas is type
You gotta real nigga down with you for your life
Love for my
The brothers that I never had made my life a lot sad my nigga

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