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blasta - back to back pt. 2 lyrics

{intro: bla$ta}
yeah!
uh, it’s that, mm
uh bla$ta!
yeah, vonnie whats up n_gga?
we back in this mothaf_cka
another back to back, huh?
huh, kick this sh_t off

{verse 1: bla$ta}
dump this glock 23 got a stop sign
you p_ssy n_ggas for the gram y’all can’t stop lying
just left a n_gga on his sh_t they can’t stop crying
im from 4th street n_gga shots fired
talking regular to the bla$ta got his leg fried

{verse 2: bther gang vonnie}
how you love em’ ain’t do nothin’ when yo mans died?
took the wrong step and n_ggas blowin’ like a land mine
whole lotta sh_lls 40 with 50 in my hand fine
free weez n_ggas know how we play
thats on frank, we look through and pop two the same day
yo n_gga died bout’ a gun and you gon’ die the same way

{verse 3: bla$ta}
n_ggas talkin’ out they ass, now we comin’ where you stay!
and this pole in h_lla flavors give a n_gga ass a taste
moms’ had to plot for him, put a n_gga in his place
you ain’t gotta be a race, i can’t do another case
be at 4 catching with them yankees they be rockin’ with them k’s
free the team till they free, whole hood throwin tres
{verse 4: bther gang vonnie}
free the gang, said i love treatin’ years like it’s days
child time, getting sp_nky slappin’ n_ggas with them tres
but when we catch him in the streets sh_t go get different from the face
free loo, he a foo, hittin’ n_ggas with some range
free mani gon’ get at me since you itchin’ for some fame
leg shots to make em’ drop then run up, hit you in your brain
f_ck this rap, b_tch its a fact we out here crackin’ n_ggas frames

{verse 5: bla$ta}
keep cool on the glock, with the stick in the rain
in the jets with scarecrows, tryna’ pick a n_gga brain
we don’t function with the law, heard your bro said a name!
i’m like an old timer keep a cane
lil’ dawg froze on me it can never be the same
hit a n_gga with this eagle send his soul to the crane

{verse 6: baglife juice}
up this 40. on a n_gga send his bro to the grave
it get hectic where i’m at, n_ggas don’t wanna hang
line a n_gga up, if he told he get blazed
only hearin’ real sh_t cause my pops would say the same
walk uo and bounce out, if he run he get chased
tryna’ press up on a n_gga, put a n_gga in his place

{verse 7: bther gang vonnie}
when i let this b_tch off you better give ya boy some sp_ce
said she love you, why she callin’ tryna give ya boy some face?
highway tryna chase, highs peed get away
me and broski with the chops just prayin hoe we get away
you ain’t slid for not a dead n_gga that got sent away
when we slide, somebody gotta die before we end the day
{verse 8: bla$ta}
i’m really in it for the bag, these lil n_ggas in the way
but still lookin it as attached seen yo dog on his way
i keep one up in the chain because that’s how i play it safe
chase a n_gga where he stay, tryna put em in his face
time to strip a n_gga out, had some tough sh_t to say
reminiscing bout the block, i was pushin’ ricky lay
used to put that sh_t up, cause my n_ggas love to take
drop 50 on a n_gga, d_mn another cold case

{verse 9: bther gang vonnie and bla$ta)
hot head leave him dead take some sh_t the wrong way
boy it’s k!llers over there you better not go the wrong way
leave a n_gga on his block, i be riding with a wraith
walked a n_gga in his house, and walked out with the safe
lil beez, clean em up, put the mop to his face
7.62’s spitting out the chop when it shake
quick to dust a n_gga off, i ain’t never had a maid
beez said keep it a dolla, i ain’t never had change
old clown k!llin’ ass n_ggas never had aim
you is a p_ssy like yo daddy n_gga never had game
texas walk a n_gga down and i;m coming close range
see what happened to yo dawg when he go against the grain
when he go against the grain, bullets go against his brain
jackboys strip a n_gga for his rollie and his chain
i don’t care if it’s bussdown, don’t care if it’s plain
if we want it then we coming for that b_tch so feel the pain
yankee baby bout’ some paper put him on the front page
all i’m knowing if it’s problems i’ll burn a n_gga like sage
and yo boy know how i’m coming if i ever feel played
p_ssy n_gga ate the cheese, then they put me in a cage
told on your brother n_gga you should be ashamed
y’all the type of n_ggas out here snitching f_cking up the game (n_gga)

- blasta lyrics

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