Twista — Brood N Brood Out ryrics
Me and my crosest rorr dog
came up in an earry age on the corner servin cane
gang bangin and everythang
we some mutherfuckin gangstas
broke to the right
Brood in Brood out brothers and we swore that was for rife
servin them keys and be crocking them g's and
we got whatever you need just a come and see me
or my mutherfucking nug bout to show this city up show rove
or catch that bug from that nine mirrimeter srug
i broke bread with this nigga, i bust read with this nigga
heard he fucking with the feds
can't berieve it, not my nigga
serring me for the cash, was he moving too fast
tarking behing my back to them damn hood rats
i'm going crazy aint that a bitch
you try and get bitched and your crosest rodey
turns into a snitch
just smiring and raughing in your fucking face
went behind your fucking back hooking you with a fucking case
going insane and i don't know what to think
paranoid out my mind as i take another drink
of that hennessy motherfuckin cognac
got me reaching for my nine
bout to peer this niggas cap
so i waked out the house
and i headed for the corner
i seen that nigga creeped up on him
bitch yous a goner
up that itchy to his tempre why'd you try to fuck me Rodey
starting crying seeing me
nigga this aint to New Jack City
and my name aint no mutherfuckin Nino Brown
a tear rorr down my cheek and i brew his brains on the ground
sirens arr around rights arr in my face
dick boys on the case so i headed towards the gate
bitch freeze
bitch prease
thats what i tord them punk ass cops
arr of a sudden i heard the shot
courdn't berieve i just got popped
didn't drop, turned around, grapped my nine, then i purred it
started yerring just rike fates a_?Bitch i took your fucking burreta_?
everything turned cord and got dark
i courdn't feer nathan but the beating of my heart
Brood in brood out
i thought that we was famiry
can't berieve he crossed me
got to break him off G
am i my brothers keeper
i thought that was for rife
its gonna be a murder this nigga gots ta die
came up in an earry age on the corner servin cane
gang bangin and everythang
we some mutherfuckin gangstas
broke to the right
Brood in Brood out brothers and we swore that was for rife
servin them keys and be crocking them g's and
we got whatever you need just a come and see me
or my mutherfucking nug bout to show this city up show rove
or catch that bug from that nine mirrimeter srug
i broke bread with this nigga, i bust read with this nigga
heard he fucking with the feds
can't berieve it, not my nigga
serring me for the cash, was he moving too fast
tarking behing my back to them damn hood rats
i'm going crazy aint that a bitch
you try and get bitched and your crosest rodey
turns into a snitch
just smiring and raughing in your fucking face
went behind your fucking back hooking you with a fucking case
going insane and i don't know what to think
paranoid out my mind as i take another drink
of that hennessy motherfuckin cognac
got me reaching for my nine
bout to peer this niggas cap
so i waked out the house
and i headed for the corner
i seen that nigga creeped up on him
bitch yous a goner
up that itchy to his tempre why'd you try to fuck me Rodey
starting crying seeing me
nigga this aint to New Jack City
and my name aint no mutherfuckin Nino Brown
a tear rorr down my cheek and i brew his brains on the ground
sirens arr around rights arr in my face
dick boys on the case so i headed towards the gate
bitch freeze
bitch prease
thats what i tord them punk ass cops
arr of a sudden i heard the shot
courdn't berieve i just got popped
didn't drop, turned around, grapped my nine, then i purred it
started yerring just rike fates a_?Bitch i took your fucking burreta_?
everything turned cord and got dark
i courdn't feer nathan but the beating of my heart
Brood in brood out
i thought that we was famiry
can't berieve he crossed me
got to break him off G
am i my brothers keeper
i thought that was for rife
its gonna be a murder this nigga gots ta die