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letra de back down - rico recklezz

[intro]
okay
welcome back my n-gg-
turn the f-ck up on these n-gg-s one time
back down b-tch
dead bodies in my background b-tch
whats up
do any of you know whats happening
show em how you comin’
dead bodies in my background b-tch
tell em what it is
okay

[verse 1]
so what’s up
back down b-tch
dead bodies in my background b-tch
now how many guns can lil recklezz get
how many times imma tell you yall ain’t sh-t
i’m back, and a n-gg- super focused
yea i left, they caught your boy super loafin’
the wolf is back and guess who a n-gg- smokin’
the king back and you say a n-gg- super chosen
rico recklezz
b-tch i’m a celebrity
don’t give a f-ck what you n-gg-s telling me
don’t nun of you p-ssy n-gg-s put no fear in me
don’t go get shot in the ears if he ain’t hearing me
ray charles n-gg-s blind but imma make em see
b-tch i want my spot just like leprosy
and i won’t compromise my integrity
b-tch i’m still a trap n-gg- f-ck a felony
n-gg-s not gangsta lower case g
b-tch you know how i’m glocking no safety
bad b-tches, foreign thots tryna taste me
frt’s are better if you wanna race me
know i’m blacker than tyrese b-tch know i’m waste deep
big record like a wolf tryna chase sheep
flow cleaner than a n-gg- that drink bleach
balmain’s, givenchy shirt b-tch it ain’t cheap
diamond testing, boy your sh-t it ain’t beat
sidewalk, boy you n-gg-s ain’t street
pick a roc-a-fella, dame dash, memphis bleek
check my tidal wave n-gg- no legacy
make you ride the tidal wave like jay z
no pistol, i’m punchin’ so the case beat
i just want to get back to my family
i just want to make my fans proud of me
i don’t wanna have my momma mad at me
all the hoes got my baby momma mad at me
i get more brain than when a n-gg- tryna think
n-gg-s face wrinkled up, i get to ironing
and they still won’t get a pin i see the ironing
i c-ck this motherf-cker back i get to firin’
n-gg-s still wrap ups hirin’
they way i push it in a box, they should hire me
all my n-gg-s locked up that’s who inspire me
free my k!llers locked up from [?]
i pray every day but sometimes i just want to sin
i smoke a fat -ss l but always want to win
n-gg-s act like 12 i shoot the back of him
how i’m known for shooting but never own a rim
f-ck the criticism get stop with constructive hands
shout out snoop, but it’s lean no juice and gin
k!lling n-gg-s like b-tch if there is juice again
b-tch i kick it like a dude off tekken jin
in the county checking for me prolly checking sh-t
devil knocking at the door i’m finna let em in
off running like [?] before they let em in
and i could name a lot of n-gg-s that i’m better than
n-gg-s not hot so you can’t unplug the fan
and i’m back down just in case you wondering (recklezz)
and i’m back down just in case you wondering (recklezz)
(and i’m back down just in case you wondering)

[interlude]
whats up bro
whats up bro
sh-t i just got of a plane, and i, dropped my bags off [?]
hold on

[verse 2]
sorry baby i don’t love you like i use to
h-lla driving even if the car neutral
f-ck every sad b-tch i’m done being neutral
who you know where you from i should shoot you
max pane f-ck one imma shoot two
move around cause i’m scared of what i might do
scotty pippen on me and i got the mike too
33 sides as if i couldn’t bring no [?]
cut the string now these n-gg-s got no pull
all these stakes on my plate got me so full
recklezz renegade we follow no rules
free my cousin e walley cause he been a f-cking fool
back in the day was chasing n-gg-s out the f-cking school
we was jumping gates way back in grammer school
we was dropping rakes way back in grammer school
real hot heads n-gg-s better keep it cool
dead -ss when we say no more interviews
so think twice before you mention me on interviews
every gun case they put a n-gg- on the news
b-tch these margiela and you can’t afford these shoes
n-gg-s mad and they jealous i can’t afford to lose
diamonds like water and you can’t board this cruise
n-gg-s lame still mention me on youtube
whatever you got to do to get more views
just got a new house you needed more room
car you can’t even pr-nounce we needed more room
you was in the house b-tch we got war wombs
smoked a bunch of gas b-tch you need more fuel
derick rose we was tired of the broke pool
we the reason why the grave yard so full
in the field like bravehearts yea we so cruel

[outro]
[?] on that m-ff-cker we ain’t f-ckin wichu
best not checkin’ if b-tches coming soon
i’m back
b-tch!

- rico recklezz

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