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letra de back2back - #stk tapedat, #tog dottz

[intro: tapedat]
alex on the beat
c-c crazy beats
are you listenin cuz ?
f-ck all the opps
you get it
some real gang town sh-t
#tog
gang sh-t
bow bow

[verse 2: tapedat]
he backed his wetter, and he’s on the full speed
you might (?)
let me got round shot, crash with the shotgun
2 got pumped by some of my team mates
disperse i’m (?) like them, back to the ends & defend like peekay
too many times my friends wanna burst them skengs like m & teeway

[verse 3: dottz]
aye these dissing again, what a joke
i just pulled up, now he is usain bolt
rambo up gone straight really close
now he talk on the net, we just tape off roads
gang fed doggy way more than a bone
shout out shh he was way too slow
i went shh got shanked he was screaming like, “please, can you leave me alone”
[verse 4: tapedat]
skeng town well known for the drills
we go on glide, leave ’em t–thless
jakes try maction, it’s all works
we burn our clothes and act too clueless
my man tryna watch my face, put a hand down and keep it movin’
bootings bootings, the mandem doing this
you know i bored jloose
why ? i have scorers and kept it movin’
i chinged cr and kept it movin’
window that, close that off, i steamed up like what are you fuming
—-, i did do him
hold his face, bottle and threw him
me driver when splashed on the back
and a mince with them useless

[verse 5: dottz]
load up the shotty, put 2 in the stick
do you know comes next
now we’re taking a trip
no ones on cones or flinging on sits
he was talking the hardest
i just pulled up he is the fastest
no comeback to be empty the (?)
i’m on the 6 and the opp is my target
buss that door, let’s see who is the fastest
jakes on the -rs-, them bro’s gotta go
my head got hot for no reason
now i’m on the 6 and i’m cutting through tulse
got bells and gunshot smoke, don’t get shot in your chest like folkes
and the hill just ride in slow-mo, stop that car and let that go
don’t get shot by you walkin’ home
[verse 6: tapedat]
remember that day on your music day
the mandem came, corn got slapped off
me & young mz on the mains, things on waist
we backed our shanks then he dashed off
skeng in the a or p if i pop, man got done on the scene
me & young mz on the p, 4 man on the ride we aim for knees
aye, pick up your shank and ride right now
cause i don’t wanna hear you’re timming
if he in glide and can’t stop of the typin
get on your back and straight to the knifin’
shank that back in, only for glidin’
try screw face got bust like tyson
lil gon’ find him, m gon’ find him
crash got slapped ’till he’s not gonna typin

[verse 7: dottz]
ad’s dead, get smoked like runtz
whole roll up the spengs and i roll up the pump
they were outside so we went, toes jump
confirm these shots when you got too drunk
shh got a shot to his chest, no way
if i pull up right now they ain’t running no way
we pull up on dookeys runnin’ away
he jumped on the floor and his blood on my blade
[verse 8: tapedat]
why do the opps too fast
i pull up & blast and there is a past one
ts done them blast and beef come, how i’m talkin laggers ?
if you want beef come ask us
come to my block and they askin’ to be a target aim
blast, explode these yutes i ain’t talkin waffle

- stk tapedat tog dottz

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