Texty:
War Me And Baby Brother

Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother You're my baby brother You're my baby brother Come

it's time to drop a bomb? Sadq keep it cool and calm with the niapalm Droppin emcee's to their knees and make them pie straight Dust and take and

watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag I got a Nine nigga get me mad And watch me throw up razorblades and get to trippin' I'm cats and crippin',

me He aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog Unless you want to get your ass layed out in gilmore Yes we soldiers, remind me Troy and E-Bags When

the next day Brothers be beefin', cops be thievin' Brothers be scheming, it should be teaming Jokers be smoking and staying broken There's going to be teasing and money squishing Look at me creeping, baby

with resistance Baby, baby, tell me what do you wanna do? Tell me, what do you wanna do? You can ride and smoke with me or I can ride and smoke with

So come with me and I'll let you see Soon as you pull down your panties and [Incomprehensible] Don't forget about Jay, just want me a fresh hoe If you wanna trip let me

that whole armor of righteousness I spark this thang, but my name ain't Bubba I got a problem with racist cab drivers, like Glover And brothers that wax fat and

today Oh Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality Talk to me So you can see What's going on Ya, what's going on Tell me