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get back - mo3 lyrics

[intro]
yeah
(lc)
ay, pull over real quick
there go the opps
spin back around, n*gga, hurry up
that’s on gang

[chorus]
did this for my dawg, yeah, this that get back (get back)
when it’s war, yeah, we go tit*for*tat (tit*for*tat)
ring around the rosie with this big mac
don’t come around who we don’t know, you get your sh*t clapped
(gang gang)

[verse 1]
got a lot of hollows poppin’ out this choppa, get your sh*t splat (gang gang)
tell ’em it ain’t no thang, b*tch, this liu kang, this b*tch got kick back
i got the drop on a opp kickback
yeah, b*tch, cl!ck*clack
breakin’ a kit*kat
oh, they not with that? run down on ’em i meant that
gang*gang, this that get back (yeah)
f*ck it, i ain’t worried about a opp, ’cause we gon’ slump somethin’
make my young n*gga come slump one, get the drop, then b*tch, you done for
streets be like “y’all put ’em up, huh?”
yeah, they know lil’ 3 gon’ touch somethin’
you hear them drums? rum*bum*bum*bum
my gorillas, they too dumb*dumb (gang*gang)
they too basic, they be cappin’ when they rappin’
no internet, b*tch, i won’t at ’em
get off the ‘gram and let’s get active
the only time they get a tag from me (when?) when i toe tag ’em
big ol’ choppa, body bag ’em
b*tch, i’m cutthroat, i’m a savage
you can’t bang with my gorillas
b*tch, this bl!cky not for fashion
i’m laughin’ at they dead potnas
i put them b*tches in them caskets
all that dissin’ on b jizzle and roy lee, you see what happened
after we put them n*ggas up, talk about ’em in my captions, yeah
[chorus]
did this for my dawg, yeah, this that get back (this that get back)
when it’s war, yeah, we go tit*for*tat (tit*for*tat)
ring around the rosie with this big mac (why*y)
don’t come around who we don’t know, you get your sh*t clapped (why*y*y*y)

[post*chorus]
she only f*ck me for the money, so i hit and make her thicker
then i ask her have she ever f*cked a k!ller (yeah)
look her in her face and she tell me i’m that n*gga (yeah*yeah)
knowin’ that i’m half man, other half gorilla

[verse 2]
my young n*gga get to geekin’ with that burner and i can’t calm ’em down
he itchin’ for a body, if i can’t get ’em, he gon’ wipe ’em out
my gorillas, they too cut throat, i say go, them n*ggas chalk ’em out
hit the floor, we brought them choppas out
up the score, that’s what i’m talkin’ ’bout
she gon’ f*ck me like a pro, she on go, yeah, it’s up, ho (up, ho)
hangin’ out the window, i got choppas by the bus load (bow)
turn these b*tches into ashes, yeah thats gun smoke (grrt)
i’ll wipe out my own kinfolk just to show ’em that i’m cut throat
heard a n*gga from ’round my way gave y’all the drop, okay yeah, bet that
but he can’t talk to y’all no more, guess what? (hah) got that lil’ n*gga wacked
.44 with a scope, ho, like i’m robo, i’ma fold ’em
hashtag gorilla posted, let ’em know that’s my emoji (i’m big osama)
[pre*chorus]
we gon’ catch ’em ’cause they said that (gang)
heard they put money on my head, well tell them b*tches get they bread back (gang*gang)
i’m really steppin’ like that, yeah*yeah (on gang)
i’m big osama, yeah, y’all talkin’ to a dead man (why*y*y*y)

[chorus]
did this for my dawg, yeah, this that get back
when it’s war, yeah, we go tit*for*tat
ring around the rosie with this big mac
don’t come around who we don’t know, you get your sh*t clapped

- mo3 lyrics

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