Brothers ft. Champ

Catch you slipping after dark and hit you every way

You messed with the wrong ones we them heavyweights

Once I drag you by your feet then there's no escape

Have you call your baby momma say your running late

You a wanksta who can't make his own money

Keep that little bread cuz you lookin' real hungry

Claiming you a thug well homie you real funny

Messing with the wrong one you a real dummy

If I really wanted you gone shady would get it done

But it ain't even like that rather show you I'm the one

I brought my brother to so he could enjoy the fun

And I promise if you try us your homies are gonna run