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back to back - young mike (usa) lyrics

[chorus: young mike]
you don’t want the smoke i let ya ass have it
get hit with the pole get hit with the ratchet
[?] broke now she in the [?]
i slip on the floor before i hit mattresses
just pour up a 4 for all the activists
kick down yo door for all this [?]
she post at the store get out the packages
shooters on go gang full of savages

[verse 1: izzy93]
got the gang full of stepas they know how we steppin
they shoot when it’s time they ain’t askin no questions
[?] cause my hittas stretch them
you scared go to church n*gga talk to the [?]
these n*ggas cappin they rеally be flexin
you get onе life b*tch you don’t get a second
f*ckin with me imma teach him a lesson
get hit with that glock i don’t do smith and wessons

[verse 2: young mike]
kept me a 9 i was only a freshman
if you out of line better watch where you steppin
if you do some time better know it’s [?]
you losin yo mind [?] know it was a blessin
[verse 3: izzy93]
they know i get money don’t know my profession
in love with them blues yeah them racks my obsession
if you diss my hood then it’s f*ck whatchu reppin
these goofy ass n*ggas can’t f*ck with my section

[verse 4: young mike]
f*ck that b*tch raw i ain’t use no protection
i’m prayin to god i don’t get an infection
still f*ck the law did some time in detention
gotta watch what i say gotta watch what i mention

[verse 5: izzy93]
these n*ggas be b*tches they up in no trenches
my glock got a switch and it got an extension
see you better watch how the f*ck yo ass talk [?]
we ride with them tools i ain’t talkin bout wrenches

[verse 6: young mike]
remember them days i was jumpin them fences
this ain’t l.a b*tch this is texas
they really g*y [?] they dresses
nothin to say can tell by expression

[verse 7: izzy93]
these n*ggas musty nah i know who they testin
my n*ggas robbin no plates or inspection
you came along go check ya directions
four bullets start flyin they hit yo intestines
[chorus: young mike]
you don’t want the smoke i let ya ass have it
get hit with the pole get hit with the ratchet
[?] broke now she in the [?]
i slip on the floor before i hit mattresses
just pour up a 4 for all the activists
kick down yo door for all this [?]
she post at the store get out the packages
shooters on go gang full of savages

- young mike usa lyrics

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