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prince dre - get back lyrics
[intro]
_mama zachary making beats again_
aye
this that get back
motherf_ckin’ get back
and they know me
b_tch i’m dre i’m from the wic
[verse 1]
back up on that bullsh_t
you heard what i said
i been out the way, chasin’ cake, i been gettin’ bread
n_ggas out here loafin’ still up on that broke sh_t
i can’t f_ck a b_tch if the b_tch done let the folks hit
stupid, or dumb sh_t i’m all the way r_t_rded aye
i be on that drunk sh_t i gotta keep a 40
fn, glock, choppa lookin like a [?]
i been goin’ out my mind since 09’ i been a problem
i come from that woodlawn where we started f_ck the ops
3rd district f_ck 12 forever screamin’ f_ck the cops
grimey, cutthroat, i can never trust a thot
the sh_t that got my brother hit, get back for my brother lit
i was traumatized, wonder why, i seen money die
i come from the drive murda drive, with the murderers
dodging homicides shirt and tie boss sent to the sky
i box co_design, internet got n_ggas dyin’
know these p_ssy n_ggas wanna k!ll me but i can’t go
only speak up on the real me i gotta let em’ know
six four shawty i reside, b_tch i’m from the o
used to post up by the store, still maneuver with the poles
shottas itchin’ thirsty for a life tryna take a soul
shawty itchin’ for a stripe, quick to let it blow
posted in that trap spot, me and k!llers servin’ snow
junkies want that crack rock, what you need? what you want?
drop a 10 and get you gone, when he snooze do him wrong
buddy think it’s chicken i’ma show him what he lookin’ for
chop his head, cut his throat, i be out in chopper city
with a stick and shotta with me, sh_lls gon’ hit his top
and watch his body in his partners city
b_tch i’m from the raq and in the wic yeah we like pakistan
catch that boy then whack his mans, bet that boy won’t lack again
they like prince dre back again
i lost 50k up in a month i made it back again
clutch a glizzy make them people regulate spin back again
round my way they know where it get hectic
i’m still young and reckless
still be throwin’ up sets, o’s i’m reppin body steady checkin’
closed mouth, if them people come, and they try to question
aye, aye, back up on that dumb sh_t (ah)
every glizzy round got a switch and drum in it (gra)
choppa got a titty (gra) hundred round in it (gra)
b_tch i’m like that clan f_ck n_ggas i don’t trust in it
[outro]
f_ck n_ggas
n_ggas on that dumb sh_t
n_ggas on that sucka sh_t
n_gga on that f_ck sh_t
n_gga suck a d_ck
n_gga suck a d_ck
i can’t even f_ck with it
i don’t even f_ck with it
b_tch i’m from the wic
and, and i keep a big stick
and i keep a big glock
dirty glock
thirty shots
haha
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