Letra de Brotherly Love - Kay Flock

(Feat. B-Lovee, Dougie B)

(Glo made that beat?)

Gang, gang, gang

Look, look, look

Everything dead, pussy

Dummy

Niggas linkin' up (Everything K)

Get hit with 'em, killed with 'em (Big EBK, everything fuckin' K)

Everything dead

Look

Now it's deeper than rap

Talk disrespect, so it's time to get back

Stay with a Trend and the Makks in the back

Dumpin' the deal, then I'm takin' a pack (Grrt, baow)

Now it's deeper than rap

Talk disrespect, so it's time to get back

Stay with a Trend and the Makks in the back

Dumpin' the deal, then I'm takin' a pack (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrt, baow)

Batter up, I ain't talkin' no Nelly

Kay Kay spot 'em, he pluck 'em like Skelly (Grrt, grrt)

Opps in the spot, then we brushin' the Telly (Baow, baow, baow)

UE, thirty and better, no Chevy

Thirty and better, we leavin' 'em deady

Leave 'em bloody, he gushin', no jelly (Jelly)

Get you a gang and a gun, shit is heavy (Heavy)

EBK, bitch, I'm feelin' like Melly (Melly)

Look, catch Good Day, bitch, that's doomsday

I shoot old heads too, get boomed (Like, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)

And tell Nay Nay come shake up the room

Lil' Gotti call thottie, that bitch is a smooch (That bitch is a smoochie)

I'm so high, I think I'm with Woo

Lay down on that 'Tussin, I think I'ma snooze (Like, like, what?)

We keep knockers like this shit essential

.22 long rifles, these bullets like pencils

Homicide, bodies drop when we bend through

Jackin' us K, bullets rippin' his dental

Paramedics, they droppin' it silly

Beam on his back, ain't no runnin' like Ricky (Ricky)

Talkin' on bro, you gon' go out like Blizzy (Blizzy)

Scream DOA, and she poppin' her titty (Titty), poppin' her titty

Then back on that chain snatchin' (Like, what?)

And still ain't a thing happen (Grrt, boom)

They keep speakin' on shit these niggas ain't do

Geek off the Xan', I go dumb with it too

He a fool with the deuce, he don't know what to do

Swear to god when I boom, better duck, better move (Grrah)

Wait, I catch a O, yeah (Grrah, grrah, boom)

.40 gon' knock off his whole head (Grrah, grrah, boom)

But the other side, they never outside

So we said fuck it, we boom at the old heads

When I scream DOA it's a code red

And I put that on bro, we want all wreck

If they linkin' up, we smokin' all deads

I'ma say it again, we want all wreck (We want it all)

That's on bro, when I up, better move (Better move)

With the deuce, I'ma fool, I go coo' (Coo')

.22 long rifle, shit long like a broom (Broom)

EBK bitch, we don't pick and choose

If I slide and he run with 'em, he gettin' boomed (Grrah, grrah)

I told AC, "Bro, watch what I do" (Like, what?)

Spun through the 8, upped my fingers, they flew (They flew)

'Cause they know what I usually do, like (Pussy)

Thirties or better when we spinnin' through (Go through)

If he up, ain't no tellin' me coo' (No coo')

And the way I went out for y'all, they wouldn't do (They didn't)

That's on bro, I went dumb wit' a deuce

So, don't question my loyalty, nigga, you fu' (You fake)

I ain't dissin', but this shit is true (Like facts)

Ain't gon' speak on how many I threw (Like grrah)

They gon' act but they know what I do like (Grrah-grrah, baow)

They say, "Kay you be buggin', just pass on" (Pass on)

First one I see, he get packed off (Packed off)

Dougie B catchin' alley's off backboards

I threw ten, Dougie let off the last four (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Like, better run, 'cause I shoot with no sympathy (Sympathy)

DOA bitch, I'm dumpin' on anything (Pussy)

Legs on my body, I feel like a centipede

We get muddy, I tell her, "Don't Henny me"

Wastin' my time on a bitch, are you kiddin' me? (Like what?)

I ain't cuffin' her, like she'll milli' me

Niggas chattin', they diss on the internet

No, we not into that, not with the chitter chat

Sixty-two shots, I'ma knock off his fitted cap (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Be with them, show no remorse, bitch I'm flockin' that

Self-made, just tryna get paid (Like what?)

I'ma get it, it ain't no debate

Forever ten toes, I'ma always be great

I go broke, that's on God, I'ma take (On bro)

Baby, fuck wit a Flocka, bend over

Show no remorse, bullets shakin' her shoulders

Break her phone if that bitch try to post us (What?)

DTB telly, for sessions we poled up like (Grrah-grrah, boom)

And forever JB, we gon' go dumb

Me and Dougz rappin', I hope that we blow up

If he screamin' out Gz, I'ma throw 'em (Grrah)

Bullets so big, hit his car, it might blow up (Grrah-grrah)

On the 'Gram he be pickin' them poles up

Caught 'em in traffic and that nigga froze up (Nigga froze)

Like, nigga talkin' fuck he wanna do? (Like what?)

Oh, he chill with them opp niggas too? (Shoot the opps)

He better not be there when I come to 'oot (Grrah)

Whatever they throw up, I'm droppin' it too

Fuck that, he get dropped wit' 'em too

When we bend through, we brung a thot with us to (We brung a thot)

Do a drill, put the knock's in her boot (Knock's in her boot)

All for bro, he get shot actin' cool (Like what?)

They could suck a dick if they not feelin' me (What?)

Call up Kay, he gon' slide with artillery (Grrah-grrah)

Dougz in the back with a beam on the lemon-squeeze

Get caught outta bounds and I won't show no sympathy (No sympathy)

Lil' thottie, I love how she lickin' me (Love how she lickin' me )

But if she tryna line me, I'm lettin' this semi squeeze (Grrah-grrah, boom)

Niggas goofy, they hangin' with rats (They hangin' with snitches)

When you see me, don't give me a dap (Don't give me a pound)

Free all the goons, I can't wait 'til they back (Wait 'til they home)

Niggas better just stay where they at (Stay where you at)

And you better not false an attack (Like)

Brodie up pole, put your brains on your lap (Like what?)

Off the muddy, ain't no lovey-dovey (No dovey)

He move wocky, that boy catch a sluggie

Step in the party, these bitches they love me (They love me)

Off the muddy, my vision is blurry

I'm not worried, bro shoot in a hurry (I'm not worried)

I'm not worried, he shoot like he Curry (Like Curry)

Glock's with extensions, this shit holdin' thirty (I shot a what?)

Catch a opp and this shit gon' get dirty (Shit'll get muddy)

Everything dead, grrt, baow

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