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letra de im back - raqbaby

[intro: raqbaby]
(how the f-ck you say your name, lil’ twin?)
mm, mm, yeah
i’m back, p-ssy
n-gga must not know i’m (free)

[chorus: raqbaby]
n-gga, i’m back, is you mad?
i ain’t gon’ respond to none of that p-ssy sh-t, n-ggas broke, that’s why they mad
n-ggas know just how it get, i don’t even know why they tried that
n-gga gon’ drop some shots on who? i bet them b-tches get fired back
made a play for a bag, i put in two, i got like five back
i just took off, focused on a bag, try not to sidetrack
never know what’s goin’, they hate me bad, so why would i lack?
try to sign for that petty-ass money, they tried me, i will not sign that (n-gga work for free)

[verse 1: raqbaby]
n-gga, what the f-ck?
don’t even think ’bout bookin’ me, we can’t bring our glocks with us
twin kept sayin’ that sh-t every day, them n-ggas, they not with us
n-ggas ain’t hard with they lil’ gang, they don’t wanna pop with us
you know i ain’t stuntin’ that sh-t, i’m (free)
enough of the bullsh-t
got an arp the size of me, when i slang this b-tch, on bullsh-t
said she can’t suck my d-ck, i’m like, “what the f-ck you thought we was doin’ then?”
every time they get the meat, these b-tches always wanna act new and sh-t
always talkin’, ain’t never doin’ sh-t (yeah, n-gga, i’m free)
that n-gga gon’ die if he keep playin’ with me
i just bust her up, she tryna get in my car, this b-tch ain’t stayin’ with me
in the picture with them, commentin’ under my post, what the f-ck is you sayin’ to me?
hold on, quiso, pass me that motherf-ckin’ drac’, these f-ck n-ggas playin’ with me
[chorus: raqbaby & l5]
n-gga, i’m back, is you mad?
i ain’t gon’ respond to none of that p-ssy sh-t, n-ggas broke, that’s why they mad
n-ggas know just how it get, i don’t even know why they tried that
n-gga gon’ drop some shots on who? i bet them b-tches get fired back
made a play for a bag, i put in two, i got like five back
i just took off, focused on a bag, try not to sidetrack
never know what’s goin’, they hate me bad, so why would i lack?
try to sign for that petty-ass money, they tried me, i will not sign that (come here, what?)

[verse 2: l5]
these f-ck n-ggas cappin’ up in that diss (cappin’ all in they diss)
f-ck n-gga hit his top, when you hop out, boy, you better not miss (doon-doon-doon)
he don’t even know ’bout that smoke, he dissin’, now he on the list (he dissin’, now he on the list)
i’m tryna knock somethin’ off, tryna drop sh-t down, i’m tryna this stick (come here, come here)
catch an opp, better blow you one (get your gun)
all these f-ck n-ggas crackin’ them folks, q5 hit me, i’ll show him one (come here, b-tch)
lame-ass n-gga say he was all on my block late night, n-gga, no, you wasn’t (homixide block)
lame-ass ho keep lyin’, say she was at home when the young n-gga know she wasn’t (hah, f-ck that sh-t, i’m free)
bro, f-ck that sh-t
yeah, i got glock, my bro got stick
we don’t give no f-ck, smoke with whoever
pop out with rhude, tryna hit your b-tch (come here)
as soon as i touch down, that broke-ass opp n-gga made a diss
it really don’t matter, slide 5.56 or .223, i bet i don’t miss (still gon’ get hit, n-gga)
f-ck that sh-t, n-gga, i like 7.62 (that drac’)
and i’m tryna slide your block, hit a f-ck n-gga top, n-gga know what i do (what you doin’?)
it’s blood all in the street, we burned his body, they don’t got a clue (what?)
if i’m gonna slide, i call you neither
can’t speak on the job, you know what you do
(ayy, f-ck that sh-t, l5, just go)
ayy, f-ck that sh-t, i’ma keep on slidin’
no maybe, got a big-ass drum on the 9
they bro had died, these n-ggas keep hidin’
i throw back an addy and spit me some rhymes
free lil 05, my lil’ brother ridin’ (yeah, huh, free lil 05, my lil’ brother ridin’, huh, come here)

- raqbaby

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