Blood Brothers – Cappadonna – letras

* Cappa repeats « Blood Brothers » throughout the song[Chorus X4: Cappadonna (Lounge Mode)]Blood Brothers (SUUUUUUU!!!!!)[Cappadonna]All y’all hatin’ ass MC’s Run 4 CoverLong live Cappadon’ that’s word to motherI’m a Staten Island slike nigga straight from the guttersAnd every time you see me, I always got the buttersAnd the fat chick on the low, ready to flowI carry guns, cracks, ounces of blowTravel across the globe, show after showWe fuckin’ ho’s all night, that’s the goalAnd there’s a bunch of y’all niggaz that’s feelin’ the O.But do I give a shit about y’all? I don’t think soI clap one of y’all niggaz and leave you flatAnd the rest of y’all bitch ass niggaz’ll fall backIt’s the C-to the A-P in ya mouthCold stab y’all niggaz, what the fuck y’all talkin’ about?[Chorus X4][Interlude: Cappadonna]Homicide Hills, Staten IslandThat’s what it is[Lounge Mode]Aiyo Cap what you speak about? Niggaz still frontin’like we ain’t got shit to make a cat start runnin’What? We blood for life, we thug for lifeY’all remember in the crib when we bugged at night?Mama Love always screamed on usAnd sometimes, not all the time, Daddy dropped CREAM on usMotherfuckers wan’ get it gully back to backTake it back to eighty-six when we wrapped up crackAnd we ride together, rhyme togetherEat together, talk shit and sleep togetherIn the Hood we pack eat togetherWhat you think? Y’all niggaz keep frontin’ I’ma bleed ya leatherL-O be blunt, speak twice, speak it upHow you feel about fam dogs sneakin’ up?[Chorus X4][Cappadonna]What’s wrong with y’all? I’ma sing a song for y’allPop off ’til I get along with y’allI’ma stay strong with y’allKnucklehead niggaz, Shaolin volume twoStuck the stacked knives, bigger than pistolPop the pistol at the police that’s disturbin’ the peaceHard times on the block, guns and hair greaseI’m just tryin’ to eat, nigga, and stack cheddarI don’t think I’m better, I’m just a true blue niggaBut the hood is redderKid the way I do things is my only vendettaOriginal Don Don, and jelly green Nike’s on kid the green leatherI ain’t sweatin’ shit for bringin’ fam dogs togetherAnd my big dick go right in ya heffer[Chorus X4]