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letra de ain't lookin' back - nwo

[verse 1: exhibit a & kg]

got a dope beat from jahil, welcome to the jungle
lemme tell you this n-gga, don’t let em’ hoes trust you
like push & kevin gates, my n-ggas rumble until we see them pearly gates
we kuniving, sh-t gettin’ bizarre
we on 40s like d12, y’al hoes on 8s
made it way too far, occasionally i’lll cook some cocaine (where them fiends at?)
pyrex pots, club too turn’t, gettin’ popped off
used a rubber, thank god she ain’t popped off
i’m feelin’ like jay sean, y’all n-ggas is goin’ down
countin’ white faces till obama came around
use to sell yay out my backpack, couple years i was sellin’ demos out my knapsack
goin’ through trials and tribulations, b-tch where ace at?
hittin’ up k.o.d, where the ciroc and ace at? (yeah!)
got it on me, you really wanna face that?
i guess you do, f-ck with me and get yo face smacked (n-gga!)
tryna stay out the streets, i ain’t lookin’ back

[hook]

still packin’ heat, in case these snitches wanna take my respect from me
still on my grind, earnin’ my shine
me? n-gga i’m straight g, reppin’ the heart of the streets
still on my grind, earnin’ my shine (f-ck y’all!)

i ain’t lookin’ back
whole city turn’t up, thermostat
hold up, where my hustlers at?
i ain’t lookin’ back
whole city turn’t up, thermostat
hold up, where my hustlers at?

[verse 2: cannon & kg]

cept’ for my rearview mirror, i ain’t lookin’ back
club turn’t up 100 farenheit, thermostat
reachin’ new heights, burj khalifa, n-gga don’t look down
windows down, bumpin’ wiz khalifa
came out the underground, call me nas, i’m spittin’ ether
she sucked my c-ck till she got lockjaw, all my n-ggas locked up
got my glock c-cked up, family eatin’ now
my rhymes straight from the source, no benzino
rollin’ in my benz, cuttin’ though traffic, i’m no emo
n-gga i’mma f-ckin’ gang starr, word to premo
nwo the dream team, kg sellin’ kilos
cannon got the cannon, my n-gga aj jumped on the bandwagon (uh!)
they tryna pull cards on me, go fish
these n-ggas tryna ball on me, swish
skin blacker than swizzz’s eyes, sh-t
my life a tattle tale, f-ck you snitch

[hook]

[verse 3: rdb]

nwo the new world order, f-ck the illumnati
my audemar illumnate, fischscale my revenue
mess with me, have real n-ggas jumpin’ you
word to aj and kg, every week i make two kg’s
y’all takin’ l’s, at
high school dropout, at&t
rbd, rhymes crystal clear like lcd
y’all n-ggas tripping, lsd
plugged into the streets, no usb
marijuana my nirvana, f-ck mgk, cobain’s back
car all white, this cocaine rap
totin’ calicos, .44s and all that
but this ain’t no game, i don’t do it for four finger rings
i done 10 years, 35 and still alive
switchblades, machete knives make you sing
too high up here, m-th-f-cka cut my wings

[hook]

- nwo

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