Cappadonna Blood Brothers Lyrics

(feat. Lounge Mode)

[Chorus X4: Cappadonna (Lounge Mode)]
Blood Brothers (SUUUUUUU!!!!!)

[Cappadonna]
All y'all hatin' a__ MC's Run 4 Cover
Long live Cappadon' that's word to mother
I'm a Staten Island slike n____ straight from the gutters
And every time you see me, I always got the b___ers
And the fat chick on the low, ready to flow
I carry guns, cracks, ounces of blow
Travel across the globe, show after show
We f___in' ho's all night, that's the goal
And there's a bunch of y'all n____z that's feelin' the O.
But do I give a s___ about y'all? I don't think so
I clap one of y'all n____z and leave you flat
And the rest of y'all b____ a__ n____z'll fall back
It's the C-to the A-P in ya mouth
Cold stab y'all n____z, what the f___ y'all talkin' about?

[Chorus X4]

[Interlude: Cappadonna]
Homicide Hills, Staten Island
That's what it is

[Lounge Mode]
Aiyo Cap what you speak about? n____z still frontin'
like we ain't got s___ to make a cat start runnin'
What? We blood for life, we thug for life
Y'all remember in the crib when we bugged at night?
Mama Love always screamed on us
And sometimes, not all the time, Daddy dropped CREAM on us
m_________ers wan' get it gully back to back
Take it back to eighty-six when we wrapped up crack
And we ride together, rhyme together
Eat together, talk s___ and sleep together
In the Hood we pack eat together
What you think? Y'all n____z keep frontin' I'ma bleed ya leather
L-O be blunt, speak twice, speak it up
How you feel about fam dogs sneakin' up?

[Chorus X4]

[Cappadonna]
What's wrong with y'all? I'ma sing a song for y'all
Pop off 'til I get along with y'all
I'ma stay strong with y'all
Knucklehead n____z, Shaolin volume two
Stuck the stacked knives, bigger than pistol
Pop the pistol at the police that's disturbin' the peace
Hard times on the block, guns and hair grease
I'm just tryin' to eat, n____, and stack cheddar
I don't think I'm better, I'm just a true blue n____
But the hood is redder
Kid the way I do things is my only vendetta
Original Don Don, and jelly green Nike's on kid the green leather
I ain't sweatin' s___ for bringin' fam dogs together
And my big d___ go right in ya heffer

[Chorus X4]