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letra de get back part 2 - bloodie & dudeylo

[intro]
(that’s nasty)
(ayo, lucas, you heard?)

[chorus: dudeylo]
like, he better chill
word to bro, better focus on money
m-mention ‘dotty, he must be a dummy
lotti got packed the start of 2020, like, look
older bros like i’m way too advanced
did a drill, had to p-ss on my hands
broke my heart, had to fl!ck on my mans
bro caught the—, had to fly out to france

[verse 1: dee play4keeps]
yeah, i was gone for a lil’, but i’m back
6’5″, post up on the opps like i’m shaq
can’t come to the land, lil’ ziggy a rat
on 40th, baby bzz let it clap
ek, you a plate, we don’t want you back
i can’t believe i was friends with a rat
marley, that n-gga did bad
relly, hot one, shots to his back

[verse 2: bloodie]
ah, n-gga dissin’ the guys in his track, we don’t care
w-we see him in person, he scared
ah, we see him in person, we flare
relly a b-tch, should’ve been in the chair
bro, i want him dead, no shots in the air
hollow tips, sh-t knock off his beard
walk him down, that’s the sh-t that they fear
bro got a switch on his gun like a gear
[verse 3: tmb del]
you ain’t sparkin’ your gun, why the f-ck is you with me?
told mama i love her, the law out to get me
let it bang on they block like i’m jimmy
new tec, bro just bought a new semi
walk him down let it hang out the renty’
let it go, let ’em know that it’s fully
big 48, make him think i’m the woogie
catch a coach, i might throw through the hoodie

[verse 4: sugarhill chris]
i’m the ape and i’m draggin’ my knuckles
call up makk, he gon’ slide with a duffel
i throw a shot, tryna watch how he stumble
size up, tryna f-ck up his frontal
two silvers, i came with a bundle
give me the addy, i’ll buy you a bundle
bullets bake, better not let ’em pump you
on they side tryna see what this gun do

[verse 5: 41 heemy]
41? n-ggas know that i’m back
i lost ‘dot, i was quick to attack
they lost matt, and they can’t get him back, baow, baow
yeah they hopped me
but that sh-t was cool
but you know what we do to the 2s
free my son banga, put him on the news, baow, baow
n-ggas is shot, y’all know my bop
n-ggas is mad ’cause we f-ckin’ they thots
free all the gangstas that’s stuck on the rock, baow, baow
n-ggas is shot, y’all know my bop
n-ggas is mad ’cause we f-ckin’ they thots
free all the gangstas that’s stuck on the rock, baow, baow
[verse 6: roscoe g]
like, how many times i was sendin’ them shots?
like, i’m talkin’ ’bout multiple opps
no, i’m talkin’ ’bout multiple blocks
talkin’ ’bout spinnin’, we do it a lot
like, we done f-cked multiple thots
and, they done gave multiple drops
like, me and twin two deep, two knocks
232 sh-t, bug on the block

[verse 7: mally b]
move right or i’m takin’ that sh-t
if he walk with a limp then i’m makin’ it lit
like, watch how i get with the cane on my hip
two os, two poles, tryna make us a spliff
jay5ive everywhere but not in douglas
we was lurkin’ down columbus
we was spinnin’ for the fun of it
catch a hit and get another grip

[chorus: dudeylo]
like, he better chill
word to bro, better focus on money
mention ‘dotty, he must be a dummy
lotti got packed the start of 2020, like, look
older bros like i’m way too advanced
did a drill, had to p-ss on my hands
broke my heart, had to fl!ck on my mans
bro caught the—, had to fly out to france

- bloodie dudeylo

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