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letra de backseat (ft. chief keef & waka flocka) – gucci mane

[hook]
man i’m riding round 1 deep
with that choppa on the back seat
blat, blat, blat
and i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s, squad!
man i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,
bow, bow, bow
i said i’m riding round 1 deep
with that choppa on the back seat
blat, blat, blat
so i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,
so i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,

i got a 15 in the back of the seat
knock your head out clean to the back of the jeep
and since i’m gucci baby giving me the 3rd degree
b-tch i ain’t nothing these rappers serve more jackers than me
so much today’s hottest stars ain’t got more money than me
they told me gucci step up your bars
i told em step up this cheese
i’m bout to really go sheae just like drew breeze my nigg
and everytime i do a feature, 50 pounds of meat
me and flocka twin choppas, we pop bottles and lick
i see your contract my n-gg-, that ain’t no money to live
yeah you f-cked up, down to sleep and under the bridge
i’m eating good, f-ck food, 60 bricks in the fridge, it’s gucci!!!

[hook]
man i’m riding round 1 deep
with that choppa on the back seat
blat, blat, blat
and i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s, squad!
man i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,
bow, bow, bow
i said i’m riding round 1 deep
with that choppa on the back seat
blat, blat, blat
so i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,
so i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,

one deep in the gold just weed and a choppa
make your frame came you that’s the power of the dollar
your n-gg-s wild, but my n-gg-s wilder
got an army of killers, no coing power
extendos in my handguns, 100 rounds spent now 1
shootin best friends and loved ones
we shootin n-gg-, no feel ones
point a n-gg- out, we fill one
can’t walk a mile in my air ones
hunned goons, i wish one
put 50 bands in your grand son
send a picture back with a ransom
i need a million dollars shawty is some
i’m the wrong n-gg- to put hands on
down industry we hands on
i’m from clayton county, riverdale
black ski mask, no clientelle
this jurrasic park, welcome to h-ll
you seen the threats we ring the bells
front door, service, make 100 goons feel like no help
2 possy glocks till the barrel melt
make your son feel the same pain i felt, b-st-rd!

[hook]
man i’m riding round 1 deep
with that choppa on the back seat
blat, blat, blat
and i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s, squad!
man i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,
bow, bow, bow
i said i’m riding round 1 deep
with that choppa on the back seat
blat, blat, blat
so i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,
so i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,

got green light a ratchet loss
you don’t want my cancel bra
i smoke you but i don’t know you bra
bout to get your benzes up
i’m mannin up, embeddin up
dummy don’t get damaged up
i done did all kind of stuff
selling dope, robbing stuff
take your … in my seat
wishing a f-ck n-gg- try me
room full of killers move by me
and they move in silence
getting head from a that’s shiny
couple killers behind me
all my n-gg-s grimey
and you know where to find me

[hook]
man i’m riding round 1 deep
with that choppa on the back seat
blat, blat, blat
and i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s, squad!
man i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,
bow, bow, bow
i said i’m riding round 1 deep
with that choppa on the back seat
blat, blat, blat
so i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s,
so i ain’t worry bout you f-ck n-gg-s.

- letras de ft chief keef waka flocka gucci mane