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tfy south - back to the south (remix) كلمات أغنية

soon we touch down in the hood smokin’ some gas eight grams in the f_ckin’ backwoods
n_ggas say they wanna k!ll me, yeah i know them p_ssy wish they could
if my n_gga ‘ catch, that’s your ass, that’s on hood
f_ck them n_ggas, they ain’t really, ain’t on sh_t

catch a n_gga ass lackin , fill his ahh , with that stick
used to call these n_ggas for spin but now these n_ggas snitches
used to call these n_ggas my f_ckin’ twin, now these n_ggas b_tches
shoutout to o.d., he laid down and did that f_ckin’ time with me

when i run, my racks up, you know my dawg gotta shine on me
if a n_gga play with me, i’ma leave a n_gga ass 6 feet
choppers and glocks, stay with me, leave a n_gga ass deceased
when i’m in thе club, you know me and my youngin’ vip

please don’t try that sh_t, my youngin’ quick thе put sh_t underneath
li chris call my phone last night, told me swept that f_ckboy off his feet
late night, we was layin’ on his block, he know we like to creep
i’m the one who creeped up in your bushes, made, that boy, get in the streets

n_gga caught me on the highway, he thought that sh_t was sweet
got the dumpin’ at the car, yall almost drove that b_tch off the street
p_ssy, n_gga, you better be glad i ain’t chase you down that street
and your b_tch, she off that liquor , she shakin’ her ass up on our street

told that n_gga don’t call my phone, p_ssy, boy, we gonna meet
trap number, boom, all night, i can’t even get no sleep
if the fed, kick the door , this b_tch back jumpin’ in the week
we downtown, yeah, we lit, tell the ho’s the bottles on me
i got k!llers in the car, you know i got them shottas wit me
if she lookin’ for the party, told her lil mama, follow me
and li shawty want a baby, told that ho, just swallow me
me & gang in the club, we got four bl!cks in this b_tch

n_gga try to reach or hug , bet he feelin’ that f_ckin stick
n_gga talkin’ crazy, actin’ hard, off that vodka ‘ sh_t
talkin’ crazy, you know, my youngin’ quick to
, drop the sh_t
bows touchdown , i forgot to even write her back

plug text again , oouu, sh_t, that’s another pack
just left cali , got some za, call it stupid pack
head back to the south, gave to my youngin’, told him, do that
soon we touch down in the f_ckin’ hood

smoked some gas, eight grams in the f_ckin’ backwoods
n_ggas say they wanna k!ll me, i know them p_ssies wish they could
if my youngin ; catch , that’s your ass, that’s your hood
so we touch down in the f_ckin’ hood

smoked some gas, eight grams in the f_ckin’ backwoods
n_ggas say they wanna k!ll me, i know them p_ssies with their cameras
if my youngin’, catch , that’s your ass, that’s your hood
f_ck em n_ggas, that ain’t really , ain’t on sh_t
catch a n_gga, his ahh lackin fill his up with that stick
used to call these n_ggas for the spin, now these n_ggas snitchin
used to call these n_ggas my f_ckin’ twin, now these n_ggas b_tchin

- tfy south

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