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back2back - kartel17 lyrics

[intro: kwizzy, rizzy rampz]
ayy mobz that sounds wavey
finna go pecks and then go china
come we go china then we go pecks
swing my shank with force
aim for your neck no lower than your chest
sk’s moving mad you know
for mk gotta step in the walk
even though that the walk is dead
just circled pecks, stressed
saw a couple man do legs
back my splash, you back your splash
let’s both just put it to the test
sweet one wanna slide through wooly
dj khaled she’s saying with a vest
yes, yes, darling yes
she knows that i’m moscow’o
but for k1 i’ll bore that chest, step, man better wear that vest

[verse 1: kwizzy]
i’m on thе opp block with four of my guys (gang)
we ain’t sober but suttin’s getting friеd
see gang best beg for your life
sammy on me no rambo knife
four door whizz that’s auto drive
where you man? why you always hide? (where you at?)
it’s a dinger, just buss them lights
spin that whip, who’s that guy
he dashed too quick man he caught life
chill with them, pay the price
turn man ghost no poltergeist (dead up)
catch me an opp anywhere man bore him, (ching ching)
ain’t got time still opp block touring
and cats keep on calling
bro telling me to put my all in
but i’m in the dinger that whip no stalling
jump out gang, ain’t giving no warnings, (none)
bro tryna ask for a wap
i told bro you’re worth with what you’ve got (got)
we ride non*stop, lack get got, tape off blocks (bubush)
that yute got bun tryna run from the dots, (bubush)
and squeeze come way too inner, (haha)
his bro got bun he wants to know who’s the driller
he’s a neek he already know who’s the hitter
he just wanna talk and chirp like twitter
i used to get round there with two man
now i’m tryna stuff six man in the dinger
lp’s my jigga, well known driller, rip that yute like a winger (winger)
[verse 2: rizzy rampz]
if i tell you about all of these drills
the feds won’t ever leave me alone (they won’t, they won’t)
now the let the truth be told
how many man said they’re not involved
two man step in the four door car
loose on the wheel so i’m laying low, (low)
who’s on smoke?
on your marks, get set, go, but he ran too slow, (too slow)
trap, trap put my hands in bulk
cats in the t do snowb*lls mixing both till they overdose
we ain’t sharing strips
shut down shop or become my foe
opp block lean out the ride like bruce (boom)
tap that watch the dots explode
i don’t know how they still do road, (i don’t know)
half hearted n*ggas
pull up at random gangdem
big dot*dot or the largest scissors
like who wan’ take this trimming?
(drip, drip, drip, drip)
step for the k!ll that’s danger, (ayy)
do it like ttp done tb none of your friends gon’ save ya, (none of dem)
see feds gotta dash like akz that day (boom)
when his friend got blazed up
beefing backing your b*tches coming like they all wear make*up, (girl)
she said she don’t like how i live my life
but i know she does, she’s a maker (she a maker)
we’re at war with the opps and cops like dem boy in jamaica
[verse 3: kwizzy]
i wonder, which opp is gonna drop this summer, (who?)
i really hate when an opp boy gets away s*m*h what a bummer, (i hate that)
before we jumped out bro speeded up
i try put him on the bumper
i’m on the other side no number
k*m*t now i’m beefing my lover
i went over dem sides left suttin’ bleeding (ching)
i’m tryna go back there and repeat it (ching)
keep that shank and clean it
man, really does drills and mean it (i do)
i’m in ot with the seagulls
trap like mitch and move like rico (hah)
all for the green no ceelo
stepped on ends and stepped on freeflow (i did)
won’t catch me with no p*ssy
when it’s time to ride they hide
and let’s go on a glide with intent to endanger life (where you at)
samurai on my hip
please don’t trip, you might just die
my n*gga lp wet up three, i wet up two, that makes that five
i don’t do no half*heart pokings
wet up a yute and i look in his eyes (f*ck)
i’m on the front line just scr*w*ng
the way that i’m looking you’d think i’m fried (fried)
all of this sh*t that i’ve seen, you woulda lost your mind
trust you are not that guy, free all my bloodlines doing time
[verse 4: rizzy rampz]
still need me a final k, till then i can’t get no rest (no rest at all)
bro let’s step, violent trend put a skeng on ped (bro)
i was in feltham coping locked on the wing with violent men, (locked down)
ask about me, love fighting
everyone knew what it was when i changed my prep (ayy)
k for a k, this war can’t end, (no way, no way)
swing shanks with rhythm
all out attack and dem boy defend, (where you going, where you going?)
smokesquad business free up ted
bruckshot got him riding 10, (free bro)
cbd you know i back my hitters (gang)
i don’t know how you leave your friend (no way)
mums life man that’s sh*t’s all mense
try bore shh and shh, but the 17th got there first
p*ssed, that bro i could not attend
so i went on a seperate lurk, them man some nerds (nerds)
man they get scored on so many times
come like they still don’t learn (stupid kids)
really do drills in the field, tap that dots everyone disperse
gyallie on me don’t do them things
if it rings then you might get hurt (might get hurt)
work, work light or dark what’s outing first? (which one)
last time that i slapped that dots
with bro [?] i swear that drill was cursed, (swear down)
i swear down man that that drill was cursed

[verse 5: kwizzy, rizzy rampz]
finna go pecks and then go china
come we go china then we go pecks, (let’s go)
swing my shank with force
aim for your neck no lower than your chest
for mk gotta step on the walk
even though that the walk is dead, (have to)
just circled pecks, stress, saw couple man do legs (where you going)
back my splash, you back your splash
let’s both just put it to the test
sweet one wanna slide through wooly
dj khaled she’s saying with the best
yes, yes, darling yes (yes)
she knows that i’m moscow’o
but for k1 i’ll bore that chest, step, man better wear that vest

- kartel17 lyrics

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