Letras:
The Blood Brothers Kids Game

ALL YOU CAN GET UP OFF THE GROUND AGAIN, IT DOESN'T MATTER, THE WHOLE THING'S JUST A GAME THE WHOLE THING'S JUST A GAME THE WHOLE THING·S JUST A GAME

up the annual communion It seems we made it to another summer Yeah we came and come up 213 is more than friends Yeah, we like blood brothers Riding this

brother with the stick-up kids Like, "Shhhhh! Take off the watch! " "SHHHHHH! Take off the watch! " "SHHHHHH! Take off the watch! " They said Game in

bidders, niggaz who real Professionals, stick-up kids dreamin for mills Let my words guide you, get inside you From Crip to Pirus this is survival Blood of a slave, heart of a King Blood

. Co-Ral I Like A Bitch With A Apple Bottom Like Vokal The Top Is At My Fingertips Like I Ain't Got No Nails I Got Blood Brothers Bitch I Ain't Got

In this game of survival of the save souls Until I know for sure I'll keep flyin' my tags with halos He can't breath because my brother's yellin' "fuck

stage" [Trife Da God] It's the Theodore event, so they blocked off the streets And we came here to chill, but the cops wanna beef Little kids, shootin

was cheapa they hate the mel row and now my brothers keepa alot of niggas may not think the same cuz they lame they just rap they wasnt in tha game

game, give the young G's names Bitches on the jock of the hustlers on the block Jump from gee to gee, similar to a flea Suck the blood out or in this