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Back in Blood (feat. OTRShizz)

by Ka-Y

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We killed they homie they ain't slide I thought that was your blood They diss my homie so we sliding fill his ass with slugs These niggas pussy on the net acting like they thugs They cuff these bitches but she gonna fuck me cause I sold her drugs I'm her favorite trapper Plus her favorite rapper Heard she tryna line me, I'ma have to smack her No I'm not lacker I'm a pistol packer Bout my green no packers I'm a pistol packer You said that homie Why you ain't slide for cous Get in back in blood Do what you say you was You say you a thug Ratting to the judge You get wet no sponge I might pull her bob Pull up in her job Pull up in the lot Watch a nigga robbed Watch me clock this Glock This a crazy story, boy I feel like Von I heard that he hiding pull up to his lawn This ain't Call Of Duty pull up to your spawn This ain't black ops, I got black ops This is cops and robbers wait, they playing cops Once they man got shot they ain't on they block Say how my ops be rappers They favorite my cappers If you dissing me, bet ya ass see Casper Don't let ya homie gas you up Before we gas you up We in the cut, we loadin up We heard that it's ups We killed they homie they ain't slide I thought that was blood they diss my homie so we sliding fill ya ass with slugs These niggas pussy on the net acting like they thugs They cuff these bitches but she gon fuck me cause I sold her drugs This shit will go critical I'm smoking dead niggas In traffic got one in the head Just drafted my shooter He move with a ruler He aim at his top he ain't hitting no legs Ain't popping no perky, I'm gone off the xan We put him right up top, when we slid out the van Lil chapo got hit in his shit, mix it with the Lump Get back for them niggas that dead Can't end up a vicky, this shit will get wicked I'm moving, you know I'm keeping my led I know them niggas ain't gon slide for they manz GG on me hit em right in his in head Kawhy he with me, my homie get busy Let's get it Won't hesitate to let it blam Mir gon get us out the jam Glizzy knock em out his timbs We killed they homie they ain't slide I thought that was blood They diss my homie so we sliding fill his ass with slugs These niggas pussy on the net acting like they thugs They cuff these bitches but she gonna fuck me cause I sold her drugs I'm her favorite trapper Plus her favorite rapper Heard she tryna line me, I'ma have to smack her No I'm not lacker I'm a pistol packer Bout my green no packers I'm a pistol packer

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