Da Real Brotherly Love

[Intro: JStar Balla, Bobby Caldwell & JayKlickin]
It was nights I had to trap at the park
Totin' on Sally, this shit got a bark
You've tried everything, but you won't give up
Grrah, like, grrah, like
Grrah, like

[Verse 1: JayKlickin]
Late at night on that block, it was risky, know some niggas really tryna get me
.380 gon' blow if he movin' too mixy, up a knock and I'm doin' it quickly
Notti live on, me and DD gon' carry your name, since you died I been goin' insane
You can see in my eyes, I'm a devil on flames
We was creepin', fiendin', put a opp on a chain
And I'm back, and I'm better, jack the opps, I'ma up it and light
We be outside, no matter the weather
The chop in my pocket be feelin' the pressurе
And these niggas, they know what I'm on, why thеy actin' like we don't perform?
I throw eight, DD throw eight more
Like, yeah, I said, they know what we on
Notti, I got you, I'm your brothers keeper, underneath ya
Ghetto angel, like, why did you leave us?
'Posed to be me and you, DD, in a Beamer, in a Beamer
Niggas hatin' like they ain't believe us
EBK, Mr. Keeping-That-Squeeze-Tucked
Notti I got you, I'm your brothers keeper, underneath ya
Ghetto angel, like

[Verse 2: JStar Balla & JayKlickin]
Lately, I ain't been feelin' the same (Grah, grah)
We caught a opp, threw 'em in a strain
I mix the grabba with the MaryJane
I do it for Notti, y'all could keep the fame
Hope you proud of us bro 'cause we litty
Since you left we been runnin' the city
Whole lot of hate, so I keep me a .50
And DD a star, now shit a lil' mixy
From the start, always had it, just needed the spark
It was nights I had to trap at the park
Totin' on Sally this shit got a bark, grahh
And we made it, told my mama "I got you, we sanctioned"
Remember them times recordin' in that basement
Got to stay out the way and stay dangerous

[Interlude: Bobby Caldwell & DD Osama]
Do for love, you've tried everything, but you won't give up, Grrah

[Verse 3: DD Osama]
Ayo, Notti, yeah, we made it
I'm a big star, so I move a lil' famous
Stay with the killers, they right beside me
In case a pussy nigga try to try me
Call up the Makks they gon' slide with the knocks
Bend blocks while sippin' on Wock
Call a opp thot, she gon' come to the spot
I'll make sure the whole gang get top
And if she the line, she gon' die with the opps
We do her like (Shh), one shot to her top
Three opps got packed, in the islands
Smokin' some jets this shit got landed, grahh
Yeah, they mad 'cause I throw up the O
But fuck it, it go how it go
Lil' Notti threw eight, threw fifteen more
When we bend through they blocks
Tell 'em, "Throw, throw, throw"
(Lil' Notti threw eight, threw fifteen more
When we bend through they blocks, tell 'em, "Throw, throw, throw")

[Outro: Bobby Caldwell]
You've tried everything, but you won't give up
In my world, only you
Make me do for love what I would not do