paroles de chanson Backs - NHG

I don't know what niggas issue be
Last nigga played, got sat where all the tissue be
Wide open from top of the key, boy how you miss yo three?
But shit, I can't even speak
That boy been ducking since I made him run out Hinky Dink
We ah be up the score if that day I had thought to bring out heat
I be the most on go when I be sober, so I need my weed
And that shit disrespect fixing yo mouth to say G top 3

'Cause shit, who the two in front of 'em?
Only time that shit acceptable with Dede and da Sunny one
Compete where?
Looking around, I see nothing but sons
Put it in the air with us, I guarantee you won't want that smoke in yo lungs
Brody up his stick, then it's a hole in one
Cognac fronto leaf in front of me, boy, don't
get rolled in none
That switchy sweet been to holed you up
Recently got threw in that mode enough, can't even hold you up
Got hit all in his back, you see they run whenever smoke get brung
Like, where you going?
Thought you said fill up both your lungs
Shit bag
More than satisfied, boy
Ain't no date up on that get back
I was out of town, I ain't have a clue
I must admit that
Heard somebody from around the way done collected a big bag
But you know how that shit go with all that chitter chat
Easy ass target, heard they hit him in his big ass back
Know that gotta be scary when the last thing you hear is *fat*
He still breathing, why you let his brothers get him back?
That boy doing immaculate avoiding being put in a pack
As soon as they catch and whack his fat ass, that's the end of that
You catch me out in traffic with no mask, it still can get bad
Bro whip, passenger seat, I let niggas get a pass
But shit, who knows, I might've crashed if I was thinking fast
Out here using dukes as life insurance, man, these niggas sad

Keep momma safe top priority when you get
that bag
And you ah throw her in the way, cause you don't want belt to the ass
Boy, you better get a strap
And I heard niggas rats
So I know I ain't the only one out here tryna get him bad
Nigga had a lil backdooring run, I'll give 'em that
Same shit bound to get him whacked
Nigga ran straight to the net to flex like we wouldn't get our backs
I don't think he thought that we could get him tapped, pussy

I ain't a killer, but don't ever push me
First 48 ah have you packing a punch in this cookie
Niggas rookies, I'll be damned I let one of you niggas took me
But it's comfort enough being some shit these niggas wish they could be
(Y'all know what the fuck going on)