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yo gotti - back gate كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
you want an ounce?
n-gg-, meet me at the back gate
pull up, cut ya car off
never sipped lean in the first place
’cause i ain’t never wanna nod off
i was cooking cocaine getting hard off
a .25 and a sawed-off
8 dimes for the 80
hope and foreign, the baby
put a pound, hot n-gg-
head to start off

[chorus]
(back gate!)
pumping like a motherf-cker (back gate!)
jumping like a motherf-cker (back gate!)
get money like a motherf-cker (back gate!)
we robbin’ like a motherf-cker (back gate!)
pull up at your own risk (back gate!)
knowing we were with the sh-t (back gate!)
tryna down a lot of bricks (back gate!)
lot of n-gg-s got hit (back gate!)

[bridge]
ay, i’m talkin’ ’bout
that back gate made a n-gg-
i seen that same back gate break n-gg-s
you wanna fish a n-gg-, i advise you stay on top

[verse 2]
lost n-gg- in through the back gate (back gate!)
trap came f-cked up the crime rate (back gate!)
old head f-cked up my mind state
watch him k!lling me cold blood in the broad day
if i ain’t know god i would’ve lost faith
n-gg-s couldn’t eat while they lost weight
n-gg-s ain’t going on no diet
n-gg-s k!ll a n-gg- by they pride
n-gg-s gon’ slide
n-gg-s gon’ do 25 in a cell for’ a n-gg- switch sides
you can see it in my eyes
that’s pain, lost n-gg-s to the game, and ain’t the same
did it for the check, i ain’t do it for the fame
only time you shot a pistol is at the motherf-cking range
you a p-ssy if you gotta close your eyes for’ you aim

[verse 3]
told the plug meet me at the bottom (back gate!)
showed me two bricks and i shot him (back gate!)
first time i ever did a robbery (back gate!)
ever since then they been hard for me
i’ma cut throat n-gg-‘s arteries (back gate!)
i shouldn’t be trusted properly
reach chris turned me to a savage
used to couldn’t flip on a p-ssy -ss mattress (back gate!)
i know a lot of k!llers is activing
know a lot of rappers that’s active
used to get my work from the plug i was paying on the backhand
that was back then when i was trapping
first time i ever shot a pistol i was 13
glock hold 17, black with the red beam
first time i ever shot a n-gg-, rival hood shoot-out sh-t
feeling like a wet dream, fell in love with the streets
got a couple choppers, fell in love with the beef (back gate!)
got a couple bricks and we all gon’ leave (back gate!)
back gate jumping like the coddle (back gate!)
ain’t no other hood trapping harder (back gate!)
saved a hunnit thou when i was 16
i was moving bricks by the 16
that millimeter hold 16
turned the back gate to a crime scene

- yo gotti

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