The Group Home - 12 O'clock Lyrics

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[lil dap (of group home)]

Hmm hmm

About 12 o'clock brooklyn when this shit took place

Fake niggas on the ground fakin moves in bk

Yo they coming far beyond coming to brook-lan

Never think it could happen when shit lives on

You should of called me when you got over the brooklyn bridge

These evil ass tryfe kids only got one life to live

Niggas never should of fucked around with lil dap

Coming straight from the streets where the rhymes react

Group home reign supreme coming through with my team

For ya faggot ass niggas 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 niggas in the hood they die

Mothers they cry niggas 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 niggas man these niggas

Lookin at my clothes and shit

Man these niggas 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 niggas beaming my shit son i don't got my

Ch-rome whatsup?

[nicky bondz (of rose family)]

I'm downstairs in front of the building

Niggas 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 fuck around and get murdered

Came to brooklyn nigga i'd rob on some heard shit

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 niggas caught the right jooks

Damn

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[interlude]

Yo [one more] don't don't move

Just chill shut the fuck up take that shit up pop that shit

Shut up bitch take that shit off the bitch off too

Take them rings off her ear everything off

Word to pa shut the fuck up before i hit you

Word up take that coat off that bitch too where your keys at?

Get the fuck out up the bone before i shoot you nigga

Get the fuck up out of here nigga what the fuck 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 nigga 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 shit is rough

Niggas are bustin' and duckin' got niggas forced to get tough

Can't see my nigga dying and burnt to dust

When the world's about the end about to turn to rust

Be corcerned three learn but will niggas 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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