Lyrics Brochard Freestyle - Brochard

Tell me who u know thats really fucking with me
Who?
Yea they call me Bro but I go hard ya C'
Stay slanging that D'
It's the pimpin in me
Just follow a G'
Stay riding one deep
Ain't getttin no sleep
Gotta hustle and grind
Cuz every day and fucking night
That money on mind and I ain't missing a dime
Cuz she gone call me lata
When she done strippin she gone pass all that paper
Call her now and lata
Pretty wit no make up
Love a hatin ass nigga
The hate just make me greater
Gotta keep my weight up
Bitch slapping these niggas
If they clappin back
To the grave with u niggas
I can't stand u niggas
Always want what u don't earn
Bitch nigga wait yo turn
Taking it from me?
U get burned hoe

Tell me what u know about me
B.R.O.C.H.A.R.D
Tell me what u think about he
B.R.O.C.H.A.R.D

Bitch run up get done up
Blah blah shut tha fuck up!
If we beefin I got u
Got them boys they will find u
U don't want no damn problems
Cuz I swear u wont solve them
I make em' get on they knees
Film them begging me please Hmph

Close casket tears on yo momma face
Momma face?
No leads so I guess a cold case (Cold case)
Don't believe me bitch try me
Oh u good? thats a copy
Cuz this shit can get rocky
Recruiting cops is a hobby
So can nobody can save u
So u better be able
Keep it cute and go mute
Cuz if I hear? I will shoot
And that's not just for u
Yo momma and granny too
A fuckin savage I know
So please don't test me hoe

So tell me
Tell me what u know about me
B.R.O.C.H.A.R.D
Tell me
Tell me what u think about he
B.R.O.C.H.A.R.D