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back in the mix - bizzy banks lyrics

[intro]
(abstrakt)
(luca on the track)
n*ggas sayin’ my name and sh*t
this gon’ be the last time i’m gon’ pay n*ggas attention, like
sh*t so real, i’m gettin’ tired in this sh*t
facts
look

[chorus]
i been gone for too long, they forgot how i get (word)
please do not get me back in the mix (at all)
n*ggas wanna talk hot, n*ggas just wanna diss
tell them n*ggas to get off my d*ck (like)

if you dirty and crip, i’ma shoot up the whip
’cause i’ma just think you troopin’ (grrah, grrah)

[verse 1]
okay, you a trooper? n*gga, troop then
you a shooter? n*gga, shoot then
man, these n*ggas is kids
when they was in school, i was outside doin’ shootings (grrah, grrah)
why these n*ggas be talking too hot in these tracks?
like, these n*ggas really be losin’ (what?)
b*tch, i’m me, i ain’t n0body else (at all)
got shot with his mans, but he died by himself
got hit in his sh*t, he was screamin’ out, “help” (haha)
i talk how i talk ’cause i do sh*t myself, for real (facts)
n*gga, after this sh*t, i ain’t dissin’ no more, it’s a drill, n*gga, for real
n*ggas dissin’ the bros in they songs, like, who did you k!ll? n*gga, for real
and you used to get chased outside, say that in songs, lil’ n*gga, for real (haha)
n*gga, dissin’ me won’t get a deal (at all)
n*gga, dissin’ me gon’ get you k!lled (grrah)
even after i signed, it was me and bando spinnin’ back to back up in the field
lil’ n*gga, better stay on point up in these streets (word)
i don’t know who y’all n*ggas beefin’ with, but better keep a gun for me (like)
[chorus]
i been gone for too long, they forgot how i get
please do not get me back in the mix (at all)
n*ggas wanna talk hot, n*ggas just wanna diss
tell them n*ggas to get off my d*ck
n*gga, sn*tch who chain? is you stupid? (what?)
come outside, show me that you do sh*t (rrah)
if you dirty and crip, i’ma shoot up the whip
’cause i’ma just think you troopin’ (rrah, rrah)

[verse 2]
n*gga, troop what? (what?) troop where? (where?)
wish a n*gga would troop over here (rrah)
n*gga, stop chasin’ clout, go and chase your career (b*tch)
ain’t a soul in the town that i fear (at all)
you must want a feature, why you on they d*ck? (why?)
every time i pop out, they be sick (blah)
got hit in his stomach, he couldn’t even sh*t (rrah)
ask about me, they know how i get (rrah, rrah)
and they fans of the kid, so they got me on replay

stay with my heat, call me skizzier d*wade (facts)
they athletic, they runnin’ like relay
f*ck it, if you see me in person, don’t clutch it
you said it’s up, so, n*gga, just up it
i’m a one*man army, would never link up with no n*ggas just ’cause you don’t [?]
[chorus]
i been gone for too long, they forgot how i get
please do not get me back in the mix (at all)
n*ggas wanna talk hot, n*ggas just wanna diss
tell them n*ggas to get off my d*ck
n*gga, sn*tch who chain? is you stupid? (what?)
come outside, show me that you do sh*t (rrah)
if you dirty and crip, i’ma shoot up the whip
’cause i’ma just think you troopin’ (rrah, rrah)

- bizzy banks lyrics

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