Correction Paroles D.A. Truthe ‘Gucci Flow’ par Honeycomb Brazy

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Yaaaaa! (Yaaaaa!)
Gucci! (Gucci!)
Wop! (Wop!)
Brazy! (Brazy!)
Brrr! (Brrr!)
Yaaaaa! (Yaaaaa!)
This that Brazy sh*t (That Brazy sh*t the truth)

(Damn!)
I’m sick of the feds
They come every time a n***a get to some bread
Quarterback mode they sending hits at my head
Biggest rat in the city got some bricks on my head
And these n***as tryin’ to step, what type of sh*t is that
You know they shot me 8 times, hit me all in the head
I shook up out a coma, I s’posed to be dead
“They just would never stop fighting,” that’s what the doctor had said
I told him that I love him
I put it on Det
I was gon’ spare [?], just out of respect
I stepped on big brother, I still got a lil heart
We used to run together, you were sum like my lil boy
Brazy!

You know, it’s not a diss song, ya know it’s just the truth, ya know
Like, what that YSD sh*t stand for?
Y’all suckin’ d**k?
n***a d**k stay in you n***as mouth
C’mon man, I been Gucci Mane of Moblie

They act like they don’t know the reason why Big Ken had died
After all the love he showed, ain't nobody ride
Man, I swear to God I wish Young Greed was out
On my dead brother grave, he woulda been had slide
I felt like [?] was s’posed to been by my side
But he stressin’ fed papers barely coming outside
I shoot a lil joke like big homie got pies
But these the same n***as taught me how to stay solid
Teach me something now, sh*t my life on the line
All I been thinkin’ bout is killing and dying
n***as sprayed my mama’s house with my lil sister inside
My mama counted all the holes, they hit in 20-sum times
Brazy!

They hit it 20-sum times
I had a lotta evil sh*t that run through my mind
Be wanting to catch these pu**y n***as one at a time
Snatch his soul out his body, look him right in his eye
I got n***as out the village tryin to get in my business
Like sh*t would be different if Big Dirty was living (Long live Dirty)
You might just put yourself in a f**ked up position
These the same n***as got your partner 7 life sentences
Loyalty is everything, we all we got
13 years old I took a hit for my pops
Paralyzed my own blood, they put me on lock
I’m so unorthodox, don’t know what that sh*t mean
They charged me as adult, sent me to prison at 15
Brazy!

You know how I rock
Soon as I hit [?], I dropped a lock in a sock
My gangster so impatient, I can’t wait for the plot
I’m youngest of the camp, they trying to see what I’m ‘bout
They heard I’m lil Komb, OG called me up top
He was on the phone, his partner watched for the cops
Them n***as shooting dice in the back of the block
Migo in the cut, he was sharpening fire
Man I coulda swore I seent that look in his eye
Look around, n***a blowing kush in the sky
I’m thinking to myself, “man this sh*t like the projects”
So when I touched down, I was right back to wildin’
All I knew was violence when Det was alive
Big Duke was gone, Bird still doing time
Sometimes I wish I could press rewind
Juvey wouldn’t be locked, serving life with [?]
I wouldn’t never let nobody testify
I miss you big Unc this sh*t been stressing me out
I think I seent the devil, they took me through hell
You know me and my daddy, slept in the same cell
Lord knows I can’t forget about Big Stud
Blatt! Blatt! Blatt! They need to free Big Blood
Got it out the mud, some sh*t you don’t know
My Uncle had bricks, we used to sleep on the floor
Wintertime come, that’s when it really gets cold
Used to run to the kitchen and cut on the stove
Open up the oven and let that b*t*h blow
Like that’s the only way you gon’ get some heat in this hoe
Remember me and [?] used to wear the same clothes
I start getting big, it’s like he never would grow
I wanna thank God for making n***as like Joe
He sticking to the code like he never won’t fold
They know I’ma go
Try to tell me remain humble
And Me and D-boy still rock like Dwayne Johnson
Brazy!

Yaaaaa! (Yaaaaa!)
You n***as, you guys know yous cupcake, cornflake like
d**k in the back like, gettin’ your chain took ass n***as and sh*t like that
Like I ain't got no money to buy no sneakers. So we gon’ go half on these and we gon’ switch J’s and make it look like we cop both pair ass n***as
This sh*t ridiculous
Brrr! Brrr!

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