Hit Yo Brimin lyrics
by The The
Chorus: I never Hit my Rollin
b*tch I hit my Brimin
n*ggas wants problems
On the set we can get it
I’m a fruit town menace
The Duses , with the business
The VN’s too , Big Fingaz told you n*ggas
b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin
All my homies feel it , huh(
Verse 1(AOB Fingaz) b*tch hit Yo Brimin, go and watch me do that
Me and my n*ggas in a two door cool lak
n*ggas don’t want none , like I’m the one to shoot at
Do that , and I’ll send my whole f*ckin crew back
Now f*ck with this Brimin, f*ck with this Brimin
I’ll have ya whole house sprayed from the floor to the ceiling
Don’t forget to mention, the news’ll talk the killings
Me and my n*ggas be going hard for this Brimin
So f*ck you n*ggas feelings, I’m Fingaz with the business
I’m Brimin sincе the beginning and I ain’t stopping till I’m finished
I donе told you muthaf*ckas , I’m a fruit town menace
Now watch me do my thing y’all f*ck it hit my brimin(chorus)
I never hit my Rollin , b*tch I hit my Brimin
n*ggas wants problems on the set we can get it
I’m a fruit town menace, The Duses with the business
The VN’s too and Big M’$ told you n*ggas aye
b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin , b*tch hit Yo Brimin, all my homies feel it huh
b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin
All my homies feel it huh
Verse2(Duse M’$) b*tch hit yo Brimin, Fingz and Duse M’$ and
The Westside FHN’s enter the building
Back to the money after a 10 year sentence
With the Mac. You need that , Napsacks get pushed back
You ain’t heard the fruit’s back, M’$ fly as ever
Louis belt and loafers , Brims with the red feather
One up , One down, seven drive of the town
Fruitorious 30’s beware these 30 rounds’ll
Make you dance like Tommy the clown, crimson ya crown
Til you like Nutt and Ty , on Normandie Facedown
Stayed down in the county you can check my stats
Not Amare, but went hard in the paint like that
All I state is facts, from Westside recruiting
Put ‘em on , take ‘em shooting
Fifties to the Duses
It’s the Hitsquad Don, The name is Duse M’$
And if you with this Suwhoopin ,b*tch hit yo Brimin (chorus)
I never hit my Rollin , b*tch I hit my Brimin
n*ggas wants problems on the set we can get it
I’m a fruit town menace, The Duses with the business
The VN’s too, and Lil NINO told you n*ggas, now
b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch Hit yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin
All my n*ggas feel it huh , b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin all my homies feel it , aye
Verse 3(GNino) I brim walk up in the functions like whoop
It’s NinoBrim L.I.L number Duse
If n*ggas got a problem, air ‘em out I’m a shoot
I two step and I slide like braze
b*tch n*ggas thought they merked me but I only got grazed
Big diamond in my ear so you know I’m f*cking scrapes
Naw I ain’t from grape, but yo beat got raped
Yeah I’m repping 30’s but I don’t do no Rollin
Been banging since the 90’s , brand new chapter
Gang reputable factors, young gunners
Vermont lil bast*rds, I’m a reputable fruit Harvard you know
Down to the Ness we west through these Yung streets
N.I.n.o B , banging big bees
Duse fingers no thumbs, apple peach and plums
To the Harvards to the Ness we’ll leave your body numb,(chorus)
I never hit my Rollin , b*tch I hit my Brimin, n*ggas want problems on the set we can get it, I’m a fruit town menace, the Duses with the business, the VN’s too and TWrench told you n*ggas, Aye b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin all my homies feel it aye, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, all my homies feel it
Verse 4(TWrench) f*ckin with the homies and you know that we turned up
FHN n*gga you know that we stay buck
Catch us in the club and we doing our own dance
A real YG, two step in our own pants
I never hit the Rollin’ll, leave you like Ricky
Catch us in the fruits gangbangin with the fifties
I’m a Harvard Park menace, the fruit town business
f*ckin all the b*tches all the enemies know the business
Now b*tch hit Yo Brimin, this Harvard Park Menace
Slip at that slays on I’ll give you the business
b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin
b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, (chorus)
I never hit my Rollin b*tch I hit my Brimin
If n*ggas got a problem on the set we can get it
I’m a fruit town menace, the Duses with the business
The VN’s too and Big NINO told you n*ggas , Aye b*tch hit yo brimin , b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, now all my homies feel it, aye, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin. All my homies feel it
Verse5(Big NinoBrim) I hit my Brimin and I’m ruthless, us n*ggas get the loosest
The Westside fruits it’s, VN’s and the Duses
Blood walking in the BeeHive been doing it since knee high
Bailin through the halls of forshay with a Duse five
I always hit a Rollin, I never hit a Ricky
I buck it with the rellys, the Hunnas f*ckin with me
Because I Brim with the chickens, I brim with your Mijas
I Brim from the eight all the way to the fizive
So catch me in the 30’s , Eastside of Normandie
You n*ggas might be close but you n*ggas not harming me
I’m really with this Brimin, y’all really with the snitching
The homie caught an L, y’all can’t f*ck with this Brimin.(chorus)
I never hit my Rollin , b*tch I hit my Brimin
If n*ggas got a problem on the set we can get it
I’m a fruit town menace, the Duses with the business
The VN’s too and GNutt told you n*ggas aye, b*tch hit Yo Brimin
b*tch hit Yo Brimin , b*tch hit yo Brimin, all my n*ggas feel it aye, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, b*tch hit Yo Brimin, all my homies feel it
Verse 6(GNutt) Aye Hit Yo Brimin, GNutt’ll never compromise
Y’all call em gangbangers, n*ggas this my entourage
Fruit Harvard Nesses, Dubbs BPS
Mafia Lanes Athens Millers and IF’s and
Bounty Hunters, Bebop , Bishops , Swans
Every dog in Inglewood, Barson, Bompton
AFC, Outlaws, whole Piru click
Villains and the Pueblos cause I ain’t with the bullsh*t
Official and a Reputable, I ain’t gotta diss
Hop up out of something chunky with an iced out wrist
BIP Braze on my Ten Nine sh*t
b*tch hit Yo Brimin, I hit mines like this
She’s attracted to fruits , apple peach lemons
She say she got a spot that her man ain’t hitting
Slid her the cell number, all 10 digits
So when that n*gga tripping, b*tch hit yo Brimin (chorus)