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Uncle Murda - Bro Shit lyrics

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Bro Shit by Uncle Murda


[Intro]
You be doing hoe-sh*t, (woo!)
You un’really rock wit me don’t come around me talking all dis “Bro sh*t” (You ain’t my bro!)
I’m too real to be around fake sh*t (too real!)
Grass ain’t gotta be cut for me to see all of this snake sh*t (Stevie Wonder could see dat!)
I shot da nigga dat shot you (nigga bang-bang!)
I expected da ova’ niggas to switch up on me, nigga not you (crazy!)
How you burned da bridge and can’t swim nigga? (how!?)
If all I had was twenty-dollars to my name, I woulda gave you ten nigga (goddamn!)
[Verse]
I ain’t wit all tha second-guessing (I ain’t wit it!)
I’m only loyalty to niggas who loyalty I ain’t gotta question (no watching sh*t)
This fake sh*t is at ah all time high nigga
Niggas talk sh*t ’bout you, when they see you, be like “What’s good, my nigga?” (what’s good bro!?)
Don’t come round me talking all this ‘Crew sh*t’ (don’t do dat!)
You was strapped, saw da kidd who shot me and ain’t do sh*t (pussy!)
If that was me on the othеr hand (woo!)
Woulda shot him and da nigga he was wit, I’m just keeping it ah hunnid’ fam (you know my body!)
So miss me wit all da phony sh*t
Woulda did a bid for you, thinking we was on somе real homie-sh*t (be in da Feds right now!)
Dat woulda been time away from my kid’s, nigga
Woulda been sick thinking bout all da sucka sh*t you did nigga
But it is what it is, nigga
[Hook]
You be doing hoe-sh*t, (woo!)
You un’really rock wit me don’t come around me talking all dis “Bro sh*t” (You ain’t my bro!)
I’m too real to be around fake sh*t (too real!)
Grass ain’t gotta be cut for me to see all of this snake sh*t (Stevie Wonder could see dat!)
I shot da nigga dat shot you (nigga bang-bang!)
I expected da ova’ niggas to switch up on me, nigga not you (crazy!)
How you burned da bridge and can’t swim nigga? (how!?)
If all I had was twenty-dollars to my name, I woulda gave you ten nigga (goddamn!)
[Verse]
You be doing hoe sh*t, don’t talk dat ‘Bro sh*t’
You was around me, moving wacky (crazy!)
We used to hold each other down, you used to watch the door while I make ah sell in the lobby (‘member dat!?)
Woulda took more time so you could less time
You know, Rowdy and Bobby (gang sh*t!)
Feel like you wasn’t cool wit me being ‘Michael Jordan’ and you being ‘Scotty’
Close thing dat we both had, to being a father
Growing up, Bill Cosby
We was like Brothers, Nigga
The only thing we didn’t have, sh*t, was the same Mommy
Niggas ain’t see me, wit out seeing you
When I pull up you was right behind me
And I un’trust nobody, but I ain’t never think dat you ah be the one tryna line me
[Hook]
You be doing hoe-sh*t, (woo!)
You un’really rock wit me don’t come around me talking all dis “Bro sh*t” (You ain’t my bro!)
I’m too real to be around fake sh*t (too real!)
Grass ain’t gotta be cut for me to see all of this snake sh*t (Stevie Wonder could see dat!)
I shot da nigga dat shot you (nigga bang-bang!)
I expected da ova’ niggas to switch up on me, nigga not you (crazy!)
How you burned da bridge and can’t swim nigga? (how!?)
If all I had was twenty-dollars to my name, I woulda gave you ten nigga (goddamn!)



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