Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers

If my niggas don't fuck wit' you, I fuck wit' you
That's just a in my hood, don't let these guns hit you
Be a man of word, don't ever let 'em play you
Stand up for your shit, make sure these pay you
Can't nothing stop a room full of real
I got some bad rich bitches, my real niggas
It's like four jobs not to kill niggas
My little niggas love to ride by and niggas
If y'all fell out over chips that ain't your real nigga
If y'all fell out a chick that ain't your real nigga
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 was like chill niggas
Living well me and my go'n eat
Before you hate, hit the brakes both feet

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

Max with the homies, try to them things
Teach how to make 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
on the 'rari start to look like hooves
Pigs by the crib start to like wolves
Money neva change me only change the
The paper I be got them sucka niggas hatin
Started the pavement, basement Satan,
Couldn't match my claims so they me to a mason
Free slaves but they based and crazy
We talkin' bout crack or we talkin about
Spliffing the blunt up, they pickin the gun up
Motherfuckers is if it in in the run up
Then they gettin the up, yup bitch
And do with the sun up
And is for my niggas and my gang
the fortune and the fame
Only that never change is my niggas

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

I got the niggas I need with me
Any issues my nigga you know to hit me
No question no hesitation it comes to holding fam down,
If you me the fuck out you probably ain't around
Now you can hate on the side lines, I'm skippin
You got me fucked up, keep and kiss my ass
No sweatin the ho shit, too in tune the family
I do got the that do know Scott
They give me the love that a nigga
If its a place to stay or a dime sack of
Word to Dennis, ridin' thick and until we finished
Focused to the pockets replenished, clothes on our kids
And keep my from goin away on a bid
Only all the fly shit when we got big
Chasin these hoes up in ribs at they momma crib
Beat niggas up so 'bout it, 'bout it go blind about it
We all grown, of our own
Providing for 'em real niggas, morals that's the code
Perform so as I am my brother's keeper
He will provide me with a nine if I or a street sweeper
The love I have for my niggas is another
You gotta real down with you for your whole life
Love for my
The brothers that I had made my life a lot less sad my nigga

Hey yo, all
This is how it's 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