Intro
N.C.
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh
Am Am
Blood of my blooooooood
[Chorus]
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
[Verse]
Am
My dogs is dogs with official bloodlines
Am
I say stop being greedy, get a plate, you want mine
Am
Why do niggas always force you take it back to the streets?
Am
Can I at least go one year without spitting the heat?
Am
Motherfuckers think it's sweet until you get your chest messed up
Am
Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up
Am
He ain't going nowhere, no time soon
Am
Remember high noon last thing he heard was boom
Am
Can I get some room or do I gots to, make me a path?
Am
Break you in half, fake niggas make me laugh
Am
Y'all niggas is funny, still talking 'bout money
Am
And ain't got none, get the shotgun 'cause you hungry
Am
It's about to get ugly when the, lights is out
Am
One, two, three, ho that's three strikes you out
Am
His knife was out, I think they found it still in his hand
Am
He in a bag and I'm over here, killing his man
[Chorus]
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
[Verse]
Am
I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong
Am
And I'm starting to get that same feeling that kept me wrong
Am
Can't afford to trust niggas cause niggas lust figures
Am
Plus niggas is scared to bust niggas, rush niggas
Am
Dueling with the heat, and ain't killing nothing but time
Am
Fucking with the street, but you ain't feeling nothing but mine
Am
Tired of hearing niggas rhyme that don't say shit
Am
Fuck is on them niggas minds, why don't they quit?
Am
Sucking my dick looking for something new
Am
Let your man hold something with your hold something crew
Am
You know how niggas do, we don't forget shit
Am
If you was there when it's thin, then you there when it's thick
Am
No hitchhikers, fuck that, the Ryde was Ruff
Am
And every nigga that was wit us, that died was Ruff
Am
D lot of niggas that are wit us, ain't cried enough
Am
So now when niggas come and get us, we fires em up
[Chorus]
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
[Verse]
Am
Motherfuckers, thought that the, X would stop
Am
But I got niggas like, "Yo, who's the next to drop?"
Am
From his camp, get the stamp, grand champ, it's official
Am
Think when you die how many's gon' miss you
Am
Lean over in your casket and kiss you,
Am
Send you on your way with a blessing,And pray that another learned a lesson
Am
Smith and Wesson ended money's life, now money's wife's a widow
Am
Gave it to him full blast nah dog, just a little
Am
Beside rap I don't talk but make plenty of moves
Am
I'll murder, ten of you fools before you're ready to choose
Am
You either, win or you lose, and I, love to win
Am
Even if it means I gotta shed blood again
Am
Keep the bank account doubling, but don't hate me
Am
Really thought that what you said would either, make me or break me?
Am
Knowin it don't take me long to write
Am
Matter of fact, I think I'll drop another, song tonight
[Chorus]
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
Am Am
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood, all my niggas get down like what
[Outro]
Am Dm Am Am Am Am Am Am
Am Am Am Am Am Am Am Am
Am Am Am Am Am Am Am Am
Am Am Am Am Am Am Am Em
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