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back 2 back - grizzle & nasty lyrics

[intro: grizzle]

yeah, yeah

[verse 1: grizzle]
gettin’ money yeah we rich rich
now your b*tch b*tch, she got me on her wish*list
we don’t care if they come up with a diss*diss
we don’t hear none if you ain’t talking business,i get this
money talk
i stay quiet let the hunnits talk
overlap em on the track
i told you that we run it dawg
donjean lord vader
f*ck the clout, get the paper
yellow fellas on the purp, catch me balling like a laker (haah!)
that’s a score, and 1
got the ring, got the calls, got the bling
gotta ball, till you fall
when you all in, it’s everything or nothing
so appalled, when i step in to the court
and they watch me standing tall
slam dunks in your area
hip*hop my b*tch swear that i should marry her
king sh*t imperial, pull up at your funeral
treat your dead body like a urinal
p*ssed off, when i switch bars
from the 3, that’s chris paul
01, that’s chris bosh
every shot it gets blocked, y’all should stop
ruthless, f*ck the opp
out the k, f*ck the cop
f*ck the law, when i drop, you get charged
that’s a foul, make em fall
make em bow to the lord
on their knees when i soar
y’all should stop man (really!)
back then it was fraction of fame
now that’s the way it goes man they all know my name
and they all go insane
when they see me go cray
full moon, super saiyan, sh*t don’t make me go ape
superhero, no cape
you should check out the tape
mamba mentality, don’t f*ck with the snakes
and f*ck what you saying, tell em we ain’t the same
b*tch i’m 10 years deep, bout to f*ck up the game

[interlude: nasty]
yeah yeah yeah
grizzy, i see you

[verse 2: nasty]
man we never scared to get some blood on their leaves
me and grizzy, back 2 back, it’s getting scary dawg
know we bout to switch the lane, don’t come near me dawg
yeah,i hope they hear me dawg
why you going bad? boy, you best not
thought you was doing better; homie, guess not
coming june, got more chune, for your headtops
saying if you talking down on me, its a headshot
yeah, it go 0 to a 100 real quick
turn to mamba in a split
get these subs to the bench
throw a shot, but i ain’t flinch
they ain’t even reach a feet, i ain’t even budge an inch
yeah, in the kitchen, with the sauce
turning a ops to corpse
with a thumb, that’s a boss
look, half*court like its 30 on my jersey
pray the enemy don’t hurt me
all that bullsh*t don’t concern me
taking what they’d taken from me
take the dust off my shoulders
got these dummies hating on me
so, mix the gin with the juice & the hints with the clues
or i hit you out the blue
i go kobe with the moves, i go mamba with the mood
when i’m coming for these rats, i’m just tryin’ get the food

[outro: nasty]

i go kobe with the moves
i go mamba with the mood
when i’m coming for these rats
i’m just tryin’ get the food

i’m just tryin’ get that food man

- grizzle nasty lyrics

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