Kid Cudi - Brothers (feat. King Chip & A$ap Rocky)

Текст песни: Brothers (feat. King Chip & A$ap Rocky)

[Verse 1: King Chip]
 If my niggas don't fuck wit' you, I don't fuck wit' you
 That's just a code in my hood, don't let these guns hit you
 Be a man of your word, don't ever let 'em ever play you
 Stand up for your shit, make sure these haters pay you
 Can't nothing stop a room full of real niggas
 I got some bad rich bitches, they my real niggas
 It's like working four jobs not to kill niggas
 My little niggas love to ride by and spill niggas
 If Yall fell out over some chips that ain't your real nigga
 If yall fell out over a chick that ain't your real nigga
 Before I be a house nigga be a field nigga
 I gotta put off a chick call in my trill nigga
 I met juke in 92 when we still niggas
 Rockin Hilfigers before they was like chill niggas
 Living well me and my niggas go'n eat
 Before you hate, hit the brakes with both feet

[Hook: Kid Cudi]
 Hey yo, all right [x8]
 This is how it's supposed to be

[Verse 2: ASAP Rocky]
 Max with the homies, try to teach them things
 Teach them how to make a piece of change, even keep the change
 But they neva change, bought a set of chains with another chain
 Upgraded to a better chain, that Beretta sing
 Shoes on the 'rari start to look like hooves
 Pigs by the crib start to look like wolves
 Money neva change me only change the situation
 The paper I be chasin got them sucka niggas hatin
 Started from the pavement, basement Satan,
 Couldn't match my claims so they compare me to a mason
 Free [?] slaves but they based and crazy
 We talkin' bout crack or we talkin about blacks?
 So for the blunted, then they pickin the gun up
 Motherfuckers is trippin if it in in the run up
 Then they gettin the come up, yup bitch
 And they do with the sun up
 And this is for my niggas and my gang
 Through the fortune and the fame
 Only thing didn't change was my niggas


[Verse 3: Kid Cudi]
 I got the niggas that I need with me
 Any issues my nigga you know then please hit me
 No question no hesitation when it come to own fam dawg,
 If you creep me the fuck out you probably ain't around
 Now you can hate on the side lines, I'm skippin past
 You got me fucked up, keep talkin and kiss my ass
 No sweatin the ho shit, too in tune with the family
 I do got the ones that do know Scott
 They give me the love that a nigga need
 If its a place to stay or a dime sack of weed
 Word to dennis
 Brought me thick and thin 'til we finished
 Focused to keep the pockets replenished
 Clothes on our kids
 And keep my niggas from goin away on a bid
 Only wanted fly shit when we got big
 Chasin these hoes up in they ribs at they momma crib
 Beat niggas up so [?] it they go blind about it
 We all grown, families up on our own
 Providing for 'em real niggas, real morals that's the code
 So long as I am my brotha's keeper
 He will provide me with a [?] or a street sweeper
 The love I have for my niggas is another type
 You gotta real nigga down with you for your whole life
 Love for my niggas,
 The brothers that I never had made my life a lot less sad my nigga


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