Termanology - Brugal Pills lyrics

(Intro) You put the pills in the Brugal And then you drink it (Verse) To keep it real all I do is get high and get loot Yall be talkin bout you ballin dog, where’s the proof? I chop bricks and make the pot of gold poof And disappear like my convertible roof I fertilize weed plants and pussies with my juice Utilize to scrutinize guys from my youth That poor thing to men, ST, we 9 troups Blood brothers that learned to take cover when they shoot I be having dreams with bad nightmares in em Police hoping out, blue rentals with blue medals That blue steel, tryna get them new medals For shootin another spick a black kid in the head sponsored links Watch the bloodshed, a stain, a dirty pay From they wicked ways, that’s how they keep us afraid A pig k**s you, they throw yo a** in the grave But if you k** them they give his a** a parade Let the guns play, f** it let’s all die AK’s Mack 10’s, 9’s and 45’s If being wise is better than being live While the good die young and the fowl is still alive The crystal ball couldn’t even tell you the truth That’s why I sip liquor, no matter the proof My stomach lookin like the fiery gates to sin hell And they stay burnin but it feels good as hell (Hook x2) Brugal Pills, I said Brugal Pills Take a couple pills, crush em up in the ale Sip a little liquor, take a couple more pills Now tell me how you feel, tell me how you feel (Verse) Ayo the truth is you don’t wanna know the truth If you knew the way I live my life you’d probably puke I live righteous mixed with leanitrous Grab the lighters, light a candle then snipe ya I’m confused, learning these gun rules Do I shoot? Keep it on safety or abuse? My enemies, fake thug celebrities And back stabbing birdies out for my cheese Best prepare cause if it’s Tech just fled You gon look like you just met the electric chair Jump up, hopping out my Lexus chair Eat your food, finish up my breakfast I got money in my pocket but it don’t mean sh** ‘Cause money can’t save you from a bullet splittin yo wig Your money can’t save you from a stray or catching aids Or catching a blade deep in yo heart, stopping yo day Red light, green light, ambulances is dancing through traffic Tryna save yo a**, I’m Satan takin you ransom And you were handsome, at least that’s what yo mama said Now you in deep sh** like Osama had Get you fun close range, leave the lama red I’m a scummer head, piff blowin ganja head I wouldn’t trust that b**h so she a bubble head Probably go to the church and give the father head (Hook x2) Brugal Pills, I said Brugal Pills Take a couple pills, crush em up in the ale Sip a little liquor, take a couple more pills Now tell me how you feel, tell me how you feel (Outro) Yea, shout out all my Dominicans, all my Puerto Ricans Everybody on that Brugal We getting drunk in here yall ST dot, come on