BROOKLYN ZU - Put Yo' Peoples On lyrics

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Ay! Brooklyn Zu

O.D.B. for life

Everything gon' be alright (ay!)

Money ain't gon' be so tight

Lift up in the air tonight (ay!)

Put your peoples on for life (put your peoples on)

Aiyo, we always had appetite for crime

Not by choice or chance, due to fucked up circumstance

I guess we caught the hustlers luck, pass me a dutch

Niggas off the block, feeling good to be us

Ain't no I in us, my homey, we the people

I ain't no way tight, I can think on my feet though

Course when I pull 'em, it's the homey Magneto

Triple got the drink, but who got weed though

Dice fights a gamble, and I play c-lo

Get that gorgonzolla, yeah, that's my steezo

Am I my brothers keeper, like G-Money and Nino

Fly like the mob, fuck where I go, we go

G's up, punk niggas down

Homey, get it, homey spread it around

I'm from the place where you go against the grain

You get kicked up your ass, and you feel the pain

So put your peoples on, if your money long

Cause when that gone, your peoples still strong

And let that dough bounce back and forth like ping pong

Niggas Curious George and we like King Kong

I got about a dollar for a soda and Ding Dong

Fly muthafuckas, and we get our eat on

Dirt McGirt shirt, and plus them trees on

Carry big ones, we got our heat on

I gotta put my peoples on, ain't no time for games

Easy pass the bullshit by switching lanes

Zu is untamed, niggas, get in my way, critters

Then rip and drip from brain, family, after mark came the remains

The bounce locate, split pie five ways

Then each more eight, go safe and work that state

We daddy greats, always giving cops the shake

No breakdowns, or shakedowns, Zu guns hound

Can't let down, slug chambers round, clips is second now

You ain't down for takedown, R.I.P. floats on

Cash in the safe now, waiting for breakdown

Got a chick in the bones, going for the Zu, get low