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letra de get back - excuze

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[verse 1: nick andree]
huh, we sending out shots
i keep a stick, sh-t can get sticky, i don’t give a sh-t
huh, huh, yeah, huh
hit ’em with a big stick, get back
i’m going too fast, h-llcat
and i’m riding with a big drum, big gas, yeah
huh, huh, huh
i’m taking a fall for my dogs
they don’t love me [?] cause
now i’m stuck in the crib behind walls
huh, huh, yeah, yeah
i’m scamming that boy, yeah i ran with it
i came with a bl!ck, yeah i came with it
just look at my watch, i got plenty b-tch
huh

[chorus: excuze]
yeah, yeah
i pull up with two sticks, get back
me and the gang ‘gon pull up and attack
drive by shootin’ up in a h-llcat
what, what, what?
you know that we ridin’ with a big drum
you stay talking you gon’ get spun
bullets they sprayin’ make you feel numb
yeah, yeah, what, what?
look at my wrists b-tch, i’m drowning
driving in a h-llcat, ain’t frowning
countin’ all these bands, i ain’t doubting
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
you know i’m ’boutta get back b-tch
you know i ain’t scared to attack b-tch
this pistol ’boutta unpack b-tch
[verse 2: excuze]
pistol ready for shots
you know i be sending these shots
you know i ain’t giving a sh-t
cause it’s you that’s about to get hit
you ain’t ‘gon win this admit it
you know we be sending out shots
straps on us got red dots
shots fired, yeah we got lots
leave the ground with bl–dy spots
you know we got the big drum in the h-llcat
you know i ain’t scared ’bout a ‘lil combat
chat like that you ‘gon get laid flat
body on the floor, sprayed from the gat
scammin’ that p-ssy, with a bl!ck
lettin’ off two shots, get hit
gettin’ all the cash, then we dip

[chorus: excuze]
yeah, yeah
i pull up with two sticks, get back
me and the gang ‘gon pull up and attack
drive by shootin’ up in a h-llcat
what, what, what?
you know that we ridin’ with a big drum
you stay talking you gon’ get spun
bullets they sprayin’ make you feel numb
yeah, yeah, what, what?
look at my wrists b-tch, i’m drowning
driving in a h-llcat, ain’t frowning
countin’ all these bands, i ain’t doubting
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
you know i’m ’boutta get back b-tch
you know i ain’t scared to attack b-tch
this pistol ’boutta unpack b-tch

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