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Bro codes
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bro codes wurde am 16. August 2025 von UnderPressure/ HardWorkClockWork Ent als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtDunn: Legacy
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Veröffentlichungsdatum16. August 2025
LabelUnderPressure/ HardWorkClockWork Ent
LanguageEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM78

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dunn Tha ThugPoet
Dunn Tha ThugPoet
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dorian J Mathis
Dorian J Mathis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jp
Jp
Engineer

Songtexte

A blast from the past, kinda made me laugh Look at the struggles that we really had
You **** couldn't really do my math Had to stay focused on the right path
Half of you ****, ain't really real as me Hollywood gangsta, made you **** puttin
On makeup Everything you spit is really made up
Real life iconic ****, be the really one that stank ya
Drop em' Gem Dunn, show em' **** ways that had to make them M's come
Get to Frank Lopez crib **** You a dimission, call em' re-bigger
Hit you with em, a stinger, with a pinger Boy got a silo, for real though
Checkin' out a mill though You hot like mustard ****, you smell like
Mildew Jumper at that car window, **** askin
For that estingo ****, you can see that bullet comin' down
Through that pillow **** I'm goin by the bro codes tho ****
I'm the head general ****, you rinsed, you washed up ****
You're rhymes' hella soft dawg, I'm lyrical top bop ****
Me against all odds ****, I'm lyrical ****
I'm bad than T.I. ****, top off, I'll take your top off my ****
Washed up ****, where's' the motherfuckin' cloft
Sean and Chris ****, I'm bad boy forever naww
I'm the takeover, I'm bout to take over, **** flip you over
You not a tree ****, you a fuckin' clover, the minister ****
Amazing days when Sean told big, we gonna win big, we gonna win big
You ready to die ****, ready to die, gonna hit ****
Sky's the limit bitch, yeah, sky's the limit ****
You damn near bout to see it ****, you fake **** diminished
You demolished ****, career just ended ****
**** ain't close to me, **** can't see me, closed curtains, finished beat
Flashback ****, just a button ****, all of sudden' ****
You **** ain't sayin' nothin, but you really thought you was somethin
You really nothin' ****, you nothin
I'll reduce your ankle ****, stay stompin, real steady pace now
Dunn and K.O. ****, we the fuckin' best, there's no debate ****, there's no case
Take it to a first take ****, I laugh at these dumb chumps ****
They not in my catalog ****, they brainwashed, they too busy bakin
Only the street education, street medication, while they dancin' over here fuckin' bassin
Listening to David ruffin, they common' man, comin' man
I'm out here ****, leave ya' with a comma' man, listen man, uh, uh damn
A lot of y'all **** spit like vanilla ice, heard rappers perklinin' too much
Why you out here **** doin' so such, uh, y'all ain't sayin' much
But you **** claimin' that you out here bein' clutch
I can be bumpn' Johnson ****, you another motherfuckin' Dutch
I vouchin' for more, you synthetic, rhymes too epic, you can't translate it
To another rapper ****, you cannot compare me to none
I'm out here ****, Killa Dunn one
Yeah, we do this shit for fun, Killa
Written by: Dorian J Mathis
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