Текст песни Blood Bruddas (feat. Barii) - Drillio

Blood bruddas
Mud bruddas
Same daddy
Different mothers
Gang members
Head hunters
Hawk em down
30s bussing
Fuck with my brudda get shot
We hang round the gangs
We feel like the mob
That choppa be spittin' a lot
Blood thicker then water
Kome from the same pot
Talk slick we spinning yo block
Don't fuck with the pigs
Or don't fuck with the cops
I got my brudda spot
And we on the grind
On the way to the top

Don't fuck wit the other side
It's gon be a homicide
For Isaac brown you know we ride
This shit right here blood ties
Love my bruddas for dem I'll die
That shit make me wanna cry
Why these telling lies
They know they a never slide
Bari I'm one Kall away
You know that
Put a nigga face on a tee
Ima blow that
Shot him in the leg
Got him bopping like kodak
How that nigga snitched
And get a name wit his hoe ass
I just point a finger
Then I leave em wit a toe tag
Then I get a sprite
Wit a 10 den I pour dat
Damn he really ran a 4 flat
He got shot how I don't know that
We used to the violence
That's my blood brudda
And I want never leave him hanging
On my own mother
I love em deeply
I know I would take a slug for em
And if my brudda don't like you
You get no love from us

Blood bruddas
Mud bruddas
Same daddy
Different mothers
Gang members
Head hunters
Hawk em down
30s bussing
Fuck with my brudda get shot
We hang round the gangs
We feel like the mob
That choppa be spittin' a lot
Blood thicker then water
Kome from the same pot
Talk slick we spinning yo block
Don't fuck with the pigs
Or don't fuck with the cops
I got my brudda spot
And we on the grind
On the way to the top

I always stood up for what I believed
Even that meant standing alone
Grew up decent
Life changed my ways
My whole heart done turned cold
Momma love me more den I love myself
Explain to me how that shit go
Ain't no point in going to church
I know a preacher that snort coke
Dat shit a shame
We forever bang
Lil bra he been the hope
But I got behind the mic
And shit I just added a flame
If you ain't on peachy
You go get flushed
If it was me you know
They go do the same
You posting pictures witcho glock
Went to jail
You told them crackers errything
I can't wait ta touch a mill
I think about that shit erryday
After I buy my momma a krib
I needa hunnit guns up ina safe
Perfer dem ARs over AK's
We blood brothers foreal foreal
This shit deeper then our last names

Blood bruddas
Mud bruddas
Same daddy
Different mothers
Gang members
Head hunters
Hawk em down
30s bussing
Fuck with my brudda get shot
We hang round the gangs
We feel like the mob
That choppa be spittin' a lot
Blood thicker then water
Kome from the same pot
Talk slick we spinning yo block
Don't fuck with the pigs
Or don't fuck with the cops
I got my brudda spot
And we on the grind
On the way to the top