Lil Brudda Video (MV)

Turnt up, not burnt up, nigga diss on the gang (come on, we gone)
Get his dumb ass sent up, nigga (lil' Fox, why you so godly, cuz?)

I am what I am, bitch, I come from the trenches
If he dick-ride the opps, we gon' catch him and drench him
He got in face and got popped like a pimple
Murder and money, it's just that simple (just that simple)
Into it with us, better get your a pistol
When I run into opps, I be pushin' the issue
If the opps get booked, we gon' shoot up they venue (shoot they shit up)
Munchie and Marshall on top on the menu (they dead ass)
Uh, shots went off, now it's to be continued (rrah, rrah)
Lil' baby, I'm broke, I don't got shit to send you (I don't)
Put the Glock in his mouth like I'm workin' for dental
The straight got hot, now we ridin' the rental
Uh, playin' both sides, you gon' die in the middle
Bounce out, get up close, I don't shoot from the triple (come here)
You died for that gang and don't even miss you (dumbass)
Go ask 'bout lil' Von, he left two niggas crippled

No, lil' buddy, get up, lil' buddy, no

What happened? Shit, nothin', we caught him and clapped him (clapped his ass)
I really spank shit, I am not no rapper
Shit-bag him, get that nigga a Pamper
I'm tryna pour up, who got Tris in Atlanta?
Canada Dry Cream soda, this not no Fanta (dumbass)
I'm with three hoes and I'm flyer than Santa
White and black straight, this bitch look a Phantom (okay)
Said he want smoke with the gang, we givin' him cancer
10 milli' Glock turn his ass to a dancer (his bitch ass)
I got a lil' money, she callin' me handsome (the f*ck?)
Just got some new Glocks, now we finna enhance 'em (enhance the switch and shit)
He not from the 'Raq, man, that nigga from Lansing (his bitch ass)
Spent three bucks on two pairs of pants (two pair of pants)
When I'm in the 'Raq, I be runnin' from transit (runnin' from transit)
Bubble Moncler, where your phone? You can scan it
Any beat Vonno got on, he done ran it (I ran that bitch)
The opps dropped a song and ain't nobody playin' it (bitch ass)
What 'bout the belt to the opps? We be layin' it (you know that)
Beat up his ride, left his dumb ass stranded (come here, bitch ass)
Got on a plane, died soon as he landed (dumbass)
Shoot off his arm, leave a f*ck nigga handless
F*ckin' a lil' white bitch named Candice
Free Lil Don, my shorty a bandit (a bandit)
I just wanna kill, they don't understand me (they don't understand me)
All my ex broke hoes can't stand me (they broke ass)
My old bitch broke, my new bitch candy (what the f*ck?)
Made niggas get on the ground like Andy
When I caught my first B, I was happy and dandy
Won't f*ck her 'cause the bitch too manly
F*ck out my face, do a nigga like Stanley
If I'm in they club, they gotta be payin' me
Keep grabbin' my shirt, tell this bitch to unhand me (f*ck)
I'll crack a lil' joke, but I'm not that friendly (I'm not that friendly)
What's in my clip make a fat nigga flimsy
You niggas hands be lower than Lindsey
Spinnin' they block got a lil' nigga dizzy (the f*ck?)
Put his dumb ass on a tee like Grizzley (you know that)
Bullets was hittin' his body, I seen that shit clearly (damn)
Before I do this, I pray God'll forgive me (please)
Pull up, swing my door, bounce out and get busy (come here, come here)

(Come here, come here, chase his ass) with his dead dumb ass, come on, we gone
No, lil' brudda, no, they killed my lil' brudda