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icewear vezzo - get bacc pt. 2 كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah, yeah
(june, you’re a g_nius)

[verse 1]
f_ck the hood you claim, i’m on that off the rip
straight out the gate i ain’t no rat, i ain’t no ho or b_tch, huh
them n_ggas playin’, ain’t never blow no sticks
got tired of totin’ f&n ’cause it don’t hold no switch
pop out at yo’ show, yeah we want dog
you know that sh_t you did, stop coppin’ pleas up on them calls
i told lil’ bro ‘nem chill, we got the lo’ on they whole squad
they gon’ post ’em on the news, and in the blogs
we dump with kids in their cars
my shorty on the run, i be with hot n_ggas
that og pack, this sh_t hit stronger when it’s opps in it
the hood is way too turnt, so i just pop in it
met that boy outside, right at the store, cuz’ up them drugs and left some shots in him
that’s my baby, know wе steppin’ for big cuddy
you know that’s brother, treat his momma likе my mother
before i shed a tear, we up the sco’, that’s how we comin’
givin’ statements, n_ggas tellin’ and be hoes out in public
[chorus]
n_gga this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
n_gga this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
n_gga this that

[verse 2]
ain’t f_ckin’ with no n_gga if he told
i had a few homies i used to love, turned into hoes
that money bring envy, these n_ggas p_ssy playin’ roles
for that clout they sell their soul, ain’t no code
seen real n_ggas turn to trolls
i miss my n_gga gg, we on hunt though
put that on gang, ain’t sayin’ names, you know it’s up though
boss of my city, i’m really cut, watch who you come for
ain’t tryna talk to no big homies, b_tch it’s up, don’t give a f_ck, them n_ggas done for
catch them n_ggas lackin’, we got action
pop out in your city, ski up that ratchet, we in traffic
got choppers and glizzies, drac’ hold a hundred, that’s a patek
free lil’ rello, b_tch we active
i’m with steppers, they gon’ whack sh_t for them jacksons
i was f_cked up now i’m good, i grind it out
ain’t doin’ no talkin’, that kind of paper make yo’ cuz’ slime you out
they got my baby for a m, i bond him out
give the lawyer thirty racks to slide it out
these n_ggas rats, be hidin’ out
[chorus]
n_gga this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
n_gga this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
n_gga this that

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