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lirik lagu bring it on – little brother

[rapper big pooh:]
yeah…muh’f-ckin rapper..
h-o-j..”soldiers of fortune” coming soon..
you muh’f-ckas still think this sh-t’s sweet
heh – uh..

you silly n-gg-z must got it confused, thinkin i’m gon move
or readjust my stance i got nuttin to lose
muh’f-ckas think they better cause they frontin with jewels
look a lil’ green n-gg-, tell me where’s your blues (ow!)
i’m bad news; preach sermon minus the pews
you listenin close checkin for clues
i’m lookin for cues, eight-bar corner pocket cash rules
you don’t wan’ it wit me, dude
i bring back two for everyone that you lay
you’re now standin on sankin ground and them boys don’t play (nope)
revolutionary like ‘shea, b-tches gettin funky
on pooh cause i said, “not today”
won’t break neck or go outta my way
never one to bite tounge, won’t regret when i say, “i’m the best”
keep fam close to the vest, attack rap like a full court press
press pause, on mediocre n-gg-z spit spark, showin flaws
your sh-t don’t burn like ours, i’m military pressin these bars
i saw your life flashin not closing cars
i’m talkin bout your broad, n-gg- pannies and bras
pay homage when you in a presence of stars.. and here we are

shout out to cleveland…
shout out to mick boogie…
the whole state of ohio…
shout out to sandusky…
that’s for my n-gg- dj flash…
yeah.. shout out to ray cash…
he puttin cleveland back on the map y’all..
chea!

[ray cash:]
i got it from here pooh, d-mn (ow!)
you see the world is made up of the half the have-nots (nots)
me and my n-gg-z from the other half of the haves
seein life through the eyes of a ol time
when my rhymes was reminder where all these other n-gg-z’ll still hustle
they need muzzles, dog they woof the heart
figure i’ll let ’em live, now later i whoop ’em hard
y’all i swear to god, god i swear to d
some n-gg-z g, but other n-gg-z don’t compare to me
they ain’t my pedigree, we ain’t the same breed
we have nothing in common, not even the weed
see this sh-t that i’m smokin, not even seed
take a hit of this and mybe you could be just where i be
until then , you n-gg-z know they gang i claim
recognize bill st. gang (do the d-mn thang!)
chea! it’s no place like home, i return wit’out toto (wit’out toto)
had to turn away when tony killed minolo (uh)
if you remembered the beef then you should remember the speech:
live life like a boss, a man dies on his feet
from the cradle to the grave where my regrets i should suffer
from now until then, i murder for my little brother
so, bring it on if you think you could hang
but if not then let me do my thang, yeah..

mount, high, as, a m-th–f-ckin, kite, holla
ray, will, chill, mick, boogie
lil’, brutha, ray, cash, ow!

- little brother

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