* Cappa repeats Blood Brothers throughout the song
[Chorus X4: Cappadonna (Lounge Mode)]
Blood Brothers (SUUUUUUU!!!!!)
[Cappadonna]
All y`all hatin` ass MC`s Run 4 Cover
Long live Cappadon` that`s word to mother
I`m a Staten Island slike nigga straight from the gutters
And every time you see me, I always got the butters
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 fuckin` ho`s all night, that`s the goal
And there`s a bunch of y`all niggaz that`s feelin` the O.
But do I give a shit about y`all? I don`t think so
I clap one of y`all niggaz and leave you flat
And the rest of y`all bitch ass niggaz`ll fall back
It`s the C-to the A-P in ya mouth
Cold stab y`all niggaz, what the fuck 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? Niggaz still frontin`
like we ain`t got shit 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
Motherfuckers 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 shit and sleep together
In the Hood we pack eat together
What you think? Y`all niggaz 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 niggaz, 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, nigga, and stack cheddar
I don`t think I`m better, I`m just a true blue nigga
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` shit for bringin` fam dogs together
And my big dick go right in ya heffer
[Chorus X4]
