Cappadonna Follow

Blood brothers
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Blood brothers
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Blood brothers
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Blood brothers
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All y'all hatin' ass, Mc's run for cover
Long live, Cappadon' that's word to mother
I'm a Staten Island like, nigga, straight from the gutters
And every time you see me, I always got the butters

And the fat chick on the low, ready to flow
I carry guns, cracks, ounces of blow
Travel across the globe, show after show
We fuckin' ho's all night, that's the goal

And there's a bunch of y'all niggaz that's feelin' the 'O'
But do I give a shit about y'all? I don't think so
I clap one of y'all niggaz and leave you flat

And the rest of y'all bitch, ass, niggaz'll fall back
It's the C to the A-P, in ya mouth
Cold stab y'all niggaz, what the fuck y'all talkin' about?

Blood brothers
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Blood brothers
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Blood brothers
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Blood brothers
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Homicide Hills, Staten Island, that's what it is

Aiyo Cap, what you speak about? Niggaz still frontin'
Like we ain't got shit to make a cat start runnin'
What? We blood for life, we thug for life
Y'all remember in the crib when we bugged at night?

Mama, love always screamed on us
And sometimes, not all the time, daddy dropped
Cream on us, motherfuckers wan' get it
Gully back to back, take it back to eighty-six
When we wrapped up crack

And we ride together, rhyme together
Eat together, talk, shit and sleep together
In the hood, we pack, eat together

What you think? Y'all niggaz, keep frontin'
I'ma bleed ya leather, L-O be blunt, speak twice
Speak it up, how you feel about fam dogs sneakin' up?

Blood brothers
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Blood brothers
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Blood brothers
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Blood brothers
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What's wrong with y'all? I'ma sing a song for y'all
Pop off 'til I get along with y'all, I'ma stay strong with y'all
Knucklehead niggaz, Shaolin, volume two
Stuck the stacked knives, bigger than pistol

Pop the pistol at the police that's disturbin' the peace
Hard times on the block, guns and hair grease
I'm just tryin' to eat, nigga, and stack cheddar
I don't think I'm better, I'm just a true blue nigga

But the hood is redder, kid
The way I do things is my only vendetta
Original Don Don, and jelly, green Nike's
On kid the green leather, I ain't sweatin' shit
For bringin' fam dogs together
And my big dick, go right in ya heffer

Blood brothers
(Suu!)
Blood brothers
(Suu!)
Blood Brothers
(Suu!)
Blood brothers
(Suu!)