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letra de back on my bs - mmkliljerry

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(intro)
on gang
n-gga know what the f-ck it is man
n-gga i’m back on that old liljerry sh-t n-gga
i’m on that quietsteppa sh-t n-gga, f-ck
aye long live them members man, on fonem
on gang

can’t beef with no n-gga that talk to the cops
sippin’ on the dead n-ggas i’m really on top
take me for a hoe i shoot sh-t like i’m ja
slide to the opp market b-tch i’m finna shop

try to slide on me i’ma freeze up the car
every n-gga in the whip caught one to the top
tryna beef with the gang you don’t got no guap
this b-tch go (?) a switch on this glock

them n-ggas be trolling up on the book like they did some ’til they get shot in they sh-t
i run up a check i’m on it i really then did some finna go cop a new stick

hit anybody out i don’t got no picks
air everything out they all made the list
that n-gga got turnt down cause his homie was gassin ’em up like they was at rick’s

these dead opps got a n-gga gone i never be sober
still on point ’cause n-ggas be cobras
try to snake me i’ll leave ya slumped over
stay in the back of the seat with the blower
these n-ggas gone fold like a folder
don’t question my loyalty forever rollin’
i don’t get no sleep i’m grindin’ while dosin’
and i been that n-gga i really was chosen

them n-ggas some rats they 6+6 they whole f-ckin’ gang a dozen
that n-gga got hit up twice and lived don’t think that ya safe yeen lucky
these hoes be thinking they safe ’cause they pretty but b-tch we can get this sh-t ugly
i just want ya face tryna hit from the back no b-tch i can’t be ya husband

no b-tch i can’t do no cuffin’
been having hoes every since i was dusty
these n-ggas wanna play but i do not play that choppa gone play i’m clutchin’ on chucky

ain’t sh-t on they street but we gone get it bussin’
hop out automatic they can’t do no duckin’
them young n-ggas new to this sh-t i’ma big dog and they baby ass some puppies

why these n-ggas wanna play with that gang
why you n-ggas wanna play with that gang
this sh-t get dangerous tell me why the f-ck these n-ggas playin’ with that gang
why n-ggas wanna play with that gang, pop out the cut we gone let that b-tch bang
that n-gga be talkin’ that sh-t on net, until he get hit in the brain

i was chillin’ i’m back on my bs
if i catch a opp then he catchin’ a full clip
we up on they block i don’t need a full clip
four 223s gone make that boy do a flip
no literally he did a full flip
and we gotta stay low now gotta do a trip
ain’t nun change when we get back gone do a hit
they say they gone k!ll me them boys full of sh-t

it’s really a joke to me i’m in tears
’cause n-ggas been saying that sh-t for 2 years
and 2 years later b-tch i’m still here
your homies got hit for that sh-t you can’t heal

i ain’t taking no threats this gone get real
they took bro nem gotta feel how i feel
every last one of y’all better ride with that steel
catch a n-gga he shakin’ like caught some chills

(outro)
on gang n-gga
you know what the f-ck we on n-gga
n-gga we do this sh-t for real n-gga, we steppin’ for real n-gga
on gang

- mmkliljerry

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