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brutal - jaey kilo lyrics

[intro]
(drum dummie)

[chorus]
tell my shorty ‘bout my capers, now she say that i’m brutal
beefin’ with my brother i’ma slide, i ain’t staying neutral
in the woods i’ma wolve, and them lil’ n*ggas poodles
in the south i got stripes, i been known to get crucial
tryna pull sh*t over my eyes, i put a bag over your head
and i’m talking ‘bout a duffel, not no cash over your head
kidnap the n*gga zip him, now his death on your head
i put crack inside the cabinets, and the rest on the bed

[verse 1]
serving white to every person, and of any all color (work)
n*ggas laugh i’m finna run down on ‘em, with a raw cutter (bah)
i’ma slide about my brother, but i won’t turn to b*tter (slide)
even when lil’ mama hurts me, i can’t stop how i love her (f*ck)
my emotions bottled up, but doing that since i had sense (bottle)
my love there next to my anger, seep it out thru the vents (seep)
von and mike been ‘round before the dollars, it just was cents (cent)
i ain’t talking street smarts, i’m talking how we invent (let’s go)
‘cause when we was scr*ping dimes, we got creative with that (street)
jumped into the streets took over, and they hate we did that (let’s get it)
ranning sh*t for half a decade, feel we made it with that (hate)
passing by they stu’ with uzi’s, and i sprayed it with that, p*ssy
n*ggas got something to say ? well say it, i got choppas for to do ‘em nasty
n*ggas told me “leave shorty alone”, i can’t cuz she what makes happy
n*ggas told shorty leave me alone, and she contemplated if she was gon’ have me
so it’s f*ck everyone opinion, i’m giving out smoke ‘till one of y’all come and wack me (f*ck !)
but first they gotta find the b*lls to do it (b*lls to do it)
you ain’t cut like that, no you don’t got the heart to do it (heart to do it)
run down on me, i’ma spark and shoot it
(bah) brrtt, now your eulogy’s is what your partners spewing

[verse 2]
you like to c*ck it and point it (c*ck), i like to c*ck it and shoot it (bah)
you like to talk it and blew it (talk), i like to walk it and do it (walk)
i buy that raw from my vato (work), and then i drop it and grew it (skrrt !)
but i ain’t growing no cannabis, only rocks what i’m stewing
ooo
hit him in the head, scratch that, hit him in the neck (brrtt)
laid on his back, choking on his blood, ‘till he dead
sub machine guns, uzi, mac*11 and a tec (frrtt)
hit that n*gga while he driving, now he swerving ‘bout to wreck (let’s get it)
i hit him in the back his head, while he driving in traffic (skrrt !)
left his head on the h*rn, honking out causing havoc (phew)
i done seent it all go down, when chiko black let ‘em have it (brrtt)
i done did this sh*t myself, so i’m entitled to rap it

- jaey kilo lyrics

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