lirik lagu the godfather - my brothers keeper
[intro]
b~tch
[chorus]
keep your eyes to the pot when you whippin’ it (keep your eyes on it)
it’s up to me, i’ma trap the bag ’til i get us rich (yeah)
you better sit the f~ck down before i hit the switch (sit down)
the lights off, i lift my sleeve up, this b~tch gon’ get lit (lift it up)
thirty dead, thirty dropped, thirty~five shots (thirty~five)
twenty chops, twenty fins, forty~five glocks (forty~five)
lil’ bro pull up with the striker, spinnin’ nonstop (spin, spin)
i’m steppin’ on these boys like it’s hopscotch (yeah)
[verse]
now everybody hate the gang for no reason (yup)
’til we pull up and fap~fap, k!ll him in an evening (fap, fap)
i jump up, just mе and fat~fat, make this sh~t look easy (onfully)
two million up like peezy (boy), grim rеaper like i’m reesey (you a b~tch)
catch his ass out of bounds, he gon’ be on the ground (yeah, yeah)
westside terrorist, you know them n~ggas run the town (yeah, we do)
why the f~ck you vest up? we known for shootin’ at n~ggas’ necks (yeah)
been in the gym like i’m a myplayer, i’m known for doin’ rec (b~tch)
throwin’ bullets at the other side, i’m known for interceptions (i am)
better k!ll me if you catch me (you better k!ll me)
the youngest in the hood, but i’m the one that run the section
free the guys, n~gga, we gon’ shake back, we ain’t stressin’ (we ain’t stressin’)
we gon’ vacuum seal the ‘bows, wrap ’em up (yup)
it’s just me and ye, we got ’bout ten hoes in one truck
fat dev’ll hit a n~gga with that— should’ve ducked
i’m the one that f~ck your b~tch, you can’t f~ck mines (nope)
real scammer, i was swipin’ cards in the lunch line (i was)
takin’ hits, we gon’ k!ll him before sunrise
it ain’t sh~t to drop an eight, six, two, four (ain’t sh~t)
grab a whole pint up out the pharma’, pour up two fours (pour up two fours)
red beam on his face, the bullet hit his nose (baow)
them boys comin’ through the backdoor, you better keep it closed (keep it closed)
[chorus]
keep your eyes to the pot when you whippin’ it (keep your eyes on it)
it’s up to me, i’ma trap the bag ’til i get us rich (yeah)
you better sit the f~ck down before i hit the switch (sit down)
the lights off, i lift my sleeve up, this b~tch gon’ get lit (lift it up)
thirty dead, thirty dropped, thirty~five shots (thirty~five)
twenty chops, twenty fins, forty~five glocks (forty~five)
lil’ bro pull up with the striker, spinnin’ nonstop (spin, spin)
i’m steppin’ on these boys like it’s hopscotch (yeah)
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