12 Oclock Lyrics by Group Home, The

12 Oclock Lyrics

    [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


    [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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