The Group Home - 12 O'Clock lyrics

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The Group Home - 12 O'Clock lyrics

[Lil Dap (of Group Home)] Hmm, hmm About 12 O'Clock Brooklyn when this sh** took place Fake n***as on the ground, fakin moves in BK Yo they coming far beyond, coming to Brook-lan Never think it could happen when sh** lives on You should of called me when you got over the Brooklyn Bridge These evil a** tryfe kids only got one life to live n***as never should of f**ed around with Lil Dap Coming straight from the streets where the rhymes react Group Home, reign supreme coming through with my team For ya f*ggot a** n***as shining infa red beams BK to the fullest, to the day that we die Open my eyes, a seventh day a new surprise Wondering why, n***as in the hood, they die Mothers they cry, n***as busting shots in the sky Smoking my la, I only want a piece of the pie... [Interlude] Yo son, whatup whatup son? I'm downstairs Buzz the door man, all these n***as man, these n***as lookin at my clothes and sh** Man these n***as know I ain't in from out here man Son whatup son? let me up buzz the D-door son Come on park, you know I don't really know BK like that man Whut the ah? yo whatups son, YO Son I got this bit-ish with me, she scared son, whatup son? These n***as beaming my sh** son, I don't got my ch-rome whatsup? [Nicky Bondz (of Rose Family)] I'm downstairs, in front of the building n***as rolling dice, smoking, we probably ain't cuttin their eyes at my ice And shorty on my arm, even though I've been with Screw back "Remain calm" Hope the gat ain't line me up and buzz the intercom Look to my left, I've seen this cat throw his hoodie on Yo what's the verdict? For my herc, I f** around and get murdered Came to Brooklyn, n***a I'd rob on some heard sh** Just got through smoking weed then I'm nervous Shorty said she was from Red Hook, but I don't know where I'm at Surrounded by a bunch of thirsty crooks, givin me thirsty looks If it go down son, I'll chill and disrespect the jerks Or give it all up, it ain't right giving my life took I've slipped up and these n***as caught the right jooks Damn [Interlude] Yo, [one more] don't don't move just chill, shut the f** up, take that sh** up, pop that sh** shut up b**h take that sh** off the b**h off too take them rings off her ear, everything off word to pa, shut the f** up before i hit you word up, take that coat off that b**h too, where your keys at? get the f** out up the bone before i shoot you n***a get the f** up out of here n***a, what the f** is wrong what what? (smack) [Chorus: Lil Dap] BK BK till the day that we day Open my eyes, the seventh day a new suprise (2X) [Lil Dap] Uh, first your a victim to society yes Punch a n***a in his face everytime he flex East New York legend boys reign supreme If they said he didn't gimme, wouldn't know what it means Where my people at? coming from the east and the west Where my people at? coming from the north and the south Here to represent my people who ain't got it, no doubt Yo we come from Brooklyn where sh** is rough n***as are bustin' and duckin', got n***as forced to get tough Can't see my n***a dying and burnt to dust When the world's about the end, about to turn to rust Be corcerned three learn, but will n***as get burnt Never think it could happen but the strong will learn Chorus (3X) Uh, uh, uh We doing this live Live for my cats All The Kings Men, know what i'm saying, Rose Family East New York style, low budget style Group Home style, aight, Jeru Tha Damaja, Brainsick Mob Aight, for the real cats in the streets, that's living the struggle For the seeds, baby, uhm

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