Last-Dude - Brodie (MASHUP) lyrics

You got a gun, nigga, gun, nigga, me too
Brodie gon' what, brodie gon' back out
Brodie gon' brush 'em
Look, brodie gon', brodie gon' rrh
Diggin' that Louie bag, Louie bag
Nigga diggin' that bag duffle
Brodie go back out, cut 'em
Brodie go woo, I bet man gon' shoot
Said I'm big 092, know that I'm woo
Don't come to my block
We gon' give 'em the boot
I keep me a Glock, shoot out the roof
Two 38's, three 22's

Knock 'em down, domino, pull up with a 40
Lilo, he get stitched, ayy
Not by the hairs on my chinny, chin, chin
Could a young nigga fuck my bitch
Drop out of school, no flunk
Meditate up on these bitches, nigga
Like Monk it's a walk through the park
But it's not, bitch, i run
Head so good, had to call a replay
Call a Uber up, put her on a e-way
Scratch, scratch, scratch, don't mind me
That's them Percs, let mе itch my face
(Pull-pull-pull)
Pull up on him, Grand Theft Auto
Chopper with that stick
That bitch go click-clack (Tut tut tut)
Put 'еm on the floor like, shit, ayy

Chorus part five, you niggas been waitin'
Good aim with this Glock
Should've played in the Matrix
We ain't killed in a while
Finna boost up the ratings
I've been poppin' my shit and
These niggas they hate it
Throwin' my gang, I'm reppin' my set
I don't want me a Glock
Hit his ass with this TEC
Why he got on a vest? 'Cause
I aim at his neck
I serve a nigga that shit finesse
Murda, murda, murda, all a nigga know
I can look at the stars
My choppa got a scope bitch I'm freestylin'
You thought this shit was wrote
My dawg in the cell
I'm just here to give him hope
If a nigga want smoke
Bitch you know that it's up
If I pull my dick out
Then yo' bitch gonna suck
And he tried to rob me
He ain't know it was tough
And I ain't squashin' no beef
Pussy nigga it's stuck, yeah

Don't get put on a shirt, watch niggas lurk
I keep a Glock, when I'm in church
Spin through your block, step on the clutch
Hit that boy up, then I reverse
Uh, say that I'll call a ape for a Maybach
I'm 823, I get straight cash
(If you got that work, I'ma take that)

Look, big 092MLBOA
GQ, you got a gun, nigga, gun, nigga, me too
Brodie gon' what, brodie gon' back out
Brodie gon' brush 'em
Look, brodie gon', brodie gon' rrh
Diggin' that Louie bag, Louie bag
Nigga diggin' that bag duffle
Brodie go back out, cut 'em
Brodie go woo, I bet man gon' shoot
Said I'm big 092, know that I'm woo
Don't come to my block
We gon' give 'em the boot
I keep me a Glock, shoot out the roof
Two 38's, three 22's

I feel like I'm yo' daddy
How many times I'm gon' fuck?
Tryna put my dick in her butt
Swerving in that bitch
She bound to take dick
She bound to bust nut, she down to get jiggy
I pass her big dicky, no half, but infinity
Stroke your vicinity, bitches
That coke ending me
Offer it, out for offerin'
Niggas say they "body the pussy"
Then lets bang
Kill a fuck nigga, he pussy, don’t want pain
Watch a nigga fold or mold, he won’t stay
I've been in a murder, revolved around pain
I’m out of my mind, got disgust in my face
You think I’m pussy ‘til beam hit your face
Glock in yo' mouth
Got your bitch at my house
And that bitch tryna fuck
So I’m fuckin' her face (Ayy)