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welcome back - 90rackss lyrics

[intro]
gang gang (jayyvibez)
big 90, b*tch, i’m back, n*gga, f*ck you talkin’ ’bout, man
gang gang, go

[verse]
i was locked up for twenty*five months
they was dissin’ me, y’all on my d*ck
but i’m back and now i hit sh*t
why? cause n*ggas don’t wanna get hit, uh
move tact with the grip
bro steve nash, he gettin’ an assist
get up close, i’m takin’ a pic
f*ck g3, he restin’ in p*ss
you hear bang, then you better dip
bang bang, there’s more in the clip
bang, he screamin’ he hit
i knew it was him i can tell by the fit
spin through the south
creep through the back of the house
get hit tryna take him a p*ss
african boy got whacked, but fo ain’t slide
he was too busy makin’ a diss
real n*gga don’t movе off emotions
i rather catch a n*gga while hе loafin’
i’ma slide even though that i’m chosen
big drac sh*t sound like explosives
shh, what’s the commotion?
don’t slip, creep up, stay focused
i got the drop, back door wide open
tryna wipe a opp n*gga down like lotion
bro up the road tryna go up and grab
spin through tryna go on and crab
bro in the m6, throwin’ the ass
he might get a pass if he not a factor
who him? like, “i’m with the rapper”
dissin’ on kur, we turn him to a casper
smokin’ on twin i ripped him out the wrapper
spin through early while he trappin’
after that, we don’t speak on what happened
bro up the road we ain’t pop, he ain’t cashin’
catch lil’ shh, burn him like a dragon
down bad, i’ma hit me a l!ck
i robbed the homie ’cause he kept flashin’
i been a goon ever since i was six
[?], we spinnin’ out the wagon
stop rappin’, grip up
spin through, and we tear that sh*t up
they stay screamin’, tellin’ him, “get up !”
but he on the ground lookin’ like he stuck
shootin’ the munn, but they don’t never spin
my hands on the door, when we on they bend
chase me a opp until he out of wind
these 223s tearin’ through his limb
choppa bullet burnin’ through his skin
tryna get a bucket get up on the rim
i seen them opp n*ggas shoot the m
they still ain’t get back for what happened to twin
what happened to 3?
he was just dissin’ the hood
look at him, he restin’ in pee
we put they sh*t on pc
catch him in a bike, send him up to the [?] like he et
hit his cap, hit his gown
he ain’t official, he ain’t get his rounds
stomp on a n*gga when he hit the ground
i’m the reason them villa boys don’t come around
spin once, i’ma eavesdrop
no mask out the car with the g*lock
had his gun but i guess it was dec*cked
check rls, on the set i hit three opps
ain’t giving out knee shots
aim for his tree top
i’ma keep shootin’ ’til he drop
how the f*ck it’s two shooters when 3 died?
they ain’t never seen two bands on a g*lock
them n*ggas dissin’, when they should be showin’ respect
’cause they know how my n*ggas step
how g3 get shot in his face in the store?
and why they get dillz in the neck?
that n*gga paralyzed down to his feet, his d*ck don’t work now he can’t have s*x
them n*ggas know they can’t come to the west
get caught on the ave, then it’s gon’ be a death
[?], i went to guess
i’m ambidextrous, shoot with the left
i’m in the party, turned up off the x
can’t take off my mask, [?] go left
but where’s the g’s? i’ll make one of them b’s
get caught, we gon’ do ’em like jib’
[?] told me, “chucky bit the cheese”
and they from the same hood on b’s
i’m in the munn posted up with the v’s
free bag and free lil’ hees
jump out the car, walk down with the drac
he made a mistake, when his dumbass freezed
masked up walkin’ through they t’s
i’m on paper, still robb the e’s
i’m sleaze, rappers know us if we sneeze
on b’s, n*ggas know how i bleed
like fo, you really be cappin’
ain’t livin’ this sh*t that you rappin’
can’t wait ’til i see him in traffic
45 break his bones, now he flappin’
n*ggas better invest in a ratchet (or what?)
or get pulled in a casket
never heard of n*ggas gettin’ active
your mans died, all you did was get tatted
walk down, get graphic, just came home tryna get me a basket
[outro]
tryna get me a basket

- 90rackss lyrics

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