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letra de backdoor - lil durk

[intro]
(malik on the beat)
(ayo bleu)
no, no, no, no
yeah, yeah, yeah
no, no, no, no
whoa, oh, oh

[verse 1]
them n-ggas act like they don’t need us
they do everything we do, they wanna be us
found them takin’ ecstasy, they tryna t up
he rather go and blow her back instead of r’up
you weren’t on that block when that sh-t was goin’ on
i wasn’t worryin’ ’bout the other side when that sh-t was goin’ on
and we don’t hang with different n-ggas, don’t ask us what we on
the only time we’ll beat the case, you pull out camera phones
i used to draw out my name on the styrofoam
i had to teach the grown n-ggas right from wrong
[?] had told the jury, “they tryna indict us all”
the lawyers got them for a day, they better sign them off, hm
i had a bad b-tch from the ‘gram, she let her tittes hang
she told bans i bought her a birkin, i told her anything
i always ride around with guns in that bentley thang
we puttin’ stickers on our drums, that’s a city thang
i hate the n-ggas who be tryna switch the block up
i be with the [?] who would change a n-gga roster
i’m from the part of the city, watch your partner
you ain’t did sh-t to same n-gga who shot ya
‘fore you hit that door, gotta pick your glock up
can’t nut in no more wh0res, i got that from my momma
shuttin’ down the stores, you do that with these commas
you had me at my lowest, i’m ridin’ ’round with choppers
[chorus]
(oh)
close that backdoor, can’t get shaked at by my homie (no, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
close that backdoor ’cause i know that it’s phony (no, no, no, no, no, whoa)
close that backdoor, can’t get snaked by my homie (oh)
close that backdoor ’cause i know this lil’ phony

[verse 2]
that’s a bet
i’m the voice, that mean dee-dee, he the threat
don’t get stressed, this fool just tweakin’ off the x
i know what happened to your homie, don’t be next
he gotta get back for his block, i tilt my head
i feel like i’m drownin’, got the water ’round my neck
c-cky n-gga throwin’ ashes on pateks
went to the trench store, the trays on the mat (yeah)
they be callin’ me, you hangin’ with dangerous
i’m just slidin’ ’til i rest, just for uncle raymond
all my uncle’s kids know your uncle famous
i know this sh-t sound dumb and the strangest
in the trenches, i feel the safest
on the radio, shoutout [?]
did it all for love, what i gave was faces

[chorus]
(oh)
close that backdoor, can’t get shaked at by my homie (no, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
close that backdoor ’cause i know that it’s phony (no, no, no, no, no, whoa)
close that backdoor, can’t get snaked by my homie (oh)
close that backdoor ’cause i know this lil’ phony
(oh)
close that backdoor, can’t get shaked at by my homie (no, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
close that backdoor ’cause i know that it’s phony (no, no, no, no, no)

- lil durk

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