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letra de back in blood remix - atk ybeezy & yungeen ace

(atk ybeezy verse 1)

i ain’t tweaking with them n—–
them n—– know just what it was
he was dissing on my brother
turned his stupid ass to runtz
if he stayed his goofy ass
in the house
he would of never
got his stupid ass slumped
now his momma on the news
so she acting like she hurt
f-ck that n—-
yo son up in the motherf-cking dirt
he was talking all that sh-t
we put his stupid ass to rest
it’s me and my f-cking murder twin
he ready to f-cking murk sum
he got 2 brand new fn’s
shout out to quan he know how to work sum

yungeen ace (verse 2)
n—- be speaking on 23
but they ain’t really living like that
don’t make mе load up
with the gang and run you down
in the skat
remеmber quan shot back
back with a mac
they took one of mine
you know it’s tic for tat
they don’t be outside
but i know where they at
run up in his sh-t
i was wearing all black
you know that i don’t miss
lil boy i caught that diss
b-tch we got 50 on this glock
ksoo came with an assist
got plenty cash for all my k!llers
my n—– they hungry
they ready to k!ll em
these 762 b-tch
you know where it hit em
i don’t care about his momma
i don’t care about no children (f-ck them)
i smoke 9
i smoke 8
i’m tweaking with lil tekki (woah)
i’m smoking bibby he got me high
but i still won’t let em k!ll me
step on that boy you know that i told em
f-ck that b-tch if he up in a rover
f-ck that n—- you know he ain’t soldier
fresh off a drill f-ck i look like
pulling over
i can’t beef with 6 block
them boys be track stars
the cold blooded murder case
you know that i make stars
i slang they block with elvis guitar
really living this sh-t
real rock star glock
we’ll smoke that boy
put him up in a gar
who that creeping down the street
better watch that car (better watch that car)
atk ybeezy (verse 3)

jit you a b-tch
you ain’t living like that
how that n—- gangsta
that f-ck n—- rat
been camping at his crib
all motherf-cking night
first n—- out that door
better have his mind right
i been told these f-ck n—–
boy it’s on sight
hear me well you see i ain’t playing
boy i’m thirsty
when they took 23
i was hurting
but them dead ass n—–
we ain’t speaking on the dead
but the opps know we ain’t playing
pull up where they f-ck n—- laying
slide in the mini van
we slide them doors
that b-tch sound so loud
like a marching band
i know somebody hit
f-ck n—- we don’t miss
swiss cheese the whole whip
we shot that n—- ass
so many times we made his car flip
they let him rest in p-ss
we should’ve stood a foot back
but that f-ck n—- ass a b-tch
and it’s still f-ck the 6
don’t go up in the house
i got some sh-t that’s
going thru them bricks
they on that side line
shaking they ass
twerking like a b-tch
oh seddy he a b-tch
all that undercover pressure
f-ck n—- use your lips
them n—– mad that we lit
and we all bout our sh-t

- atk ybeezy yungeen ace

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