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mud brothers 2 - mudbros lyrics

[verse 1: vibe$]
yeah, n*gga wanna take me off the scene
but you gotta send send yo mans, yeah
n*ggas rap like hoes but i blame that on instagram, yeah
1600 for the ounce you know i stuck to the plan
me and dj clean like listerine, our favorite saying
i can’t go tit*for*tat but i can go pound*for*pound
i was out in arizona * i was going town to town
you can’t hit no l!ck on vibe$, that ain’t in the books, yeah
n*ggas think they gangsta, they just gangsta on they hooks
i lay down seventeen bars and get to the punch, yeah
you can’t dodge me so how the f*ck you gon’ dodge a bullet?
vibe$ always been a goat you can’t call me a rookie
n*ggas make a couple bands, i go spend that wit’ bookie
i play gta in real life wit’ smka gang, yeah
i don’t pour up lean no mo’, i smoke weed for pain
say you gotta stay clean as f*ck ’cause this a dirty game
this a mp wit’ a stock, this not no .38
i be bumping larry june ’cause we was gone for thirty days
better have that money on*time, can’t hear no bufalay
if bruh got a hit on somethin’ he gon’ call me up
he hit a l!ck, we wet his block, i guess it’s karma huh?
shh, can’t talk to the feds, i can’t rat for nothin’
shh, got a sig and a glock, i can’t front for nothin’
[verse 2: lildj4ave]
fah, fah, fah fah, we lettin’ out shots when n*ggas run
he said he live that life, why you outside without a gun?
aye you said you trappin’ hard but you straight cappin’ ri*hats
while you was tryna wife the lil hoe bro she was givin’ that neck out in the back
they tried to flip the script i had to switch the movie on them n*ggas
bro just sent the addy * ooo i’m movin’ on that n*gga, yah
i turned the beef to a pattie and i flipped it with my pistol, yah
pack from colorado and i ain’t payin’ sh*t till it lands
i still might tell the plug i ain’t get hope that sh*t out in that land
if you need it get it when you see me b*tch, i float in the wind
bro got vv’s wrapped around his t**th just to let you know he winnin’
i put 22k on all my t**th to show you i’m a gremlin
i bet that bp9 tucked on my waist gon’ make a n*gga dance, yeah
i was solo dolo ain’t no brodie, get yo mans, yeah
i don’t take no photos ’cause i ain’t friendly with a b*tch, yeah
hold on, take this picture boy i’m cleaner than a b*tch, yeah

[verse 3: retroways1k]
can’t do all that talkin’ b*tch i gotta make my move
sh*t had hurt me when my partna had a smokin’ case of blues
they say rico right back hustlin’ and makin’ moves
b*tch, i get on my cupid shuffle sh*t * lace up my shoes
should’ve went and signed with nike, everything i want i do
got a lil b*tch outta broward, put my stacks inside her room
i up that stick and let it shower, this sh*t street*sweep like a broom
go and check the roster we was out here makin’ moves
my lil bro dj bob the builder, don’t go without his tool
there was pressure i let the sh*t build up then they lit a fuse
hop on that bike and i’m liftin’ the wheel up, all they hear is “vroom”
i don’t give a f*ck about a hoe, me and my n*ggas gon’ still get dough
young retro had to switch up the flow
done with the pain ’cause you gotta let it go
on xans so they know i move slow

- mudbros lyrics

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