"Get Back 2" lyrics
Fuck, punching y'all fake niggas
I'on care what block niggas from
My timing, gangsta, niggas be-niggas be playing with me
You won't hear my music? Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
You know who we fuckin' smokin' on (Uh-huh)
Go get back
Glo took bullets to the head
Woo Lotti got poked, that nigga dead
Rah should've never went inside that cab
That should've been lil' Nesty
That nigga never did shit for that man, but he be callin' him bestie
Nigga, ask how [?], everytime that we got in that renty
Niggas died for this shit, Zelly got killed, niggas cried for this shit
Had to shoot up, and we had to slide for that shit
Lilah died, and I started smoking on that bitch
D&D, [?] on the hood got rich
We got shooters and runners that's ready to glitch (Don't run)
Don't go out like Rell, he tryna make that nigga twitch
It's just me and mine, I don't need no one else
Glitches glitch, we don't link up for help
I'm the rapper, but I'm still gon' flick by myself
Free bro on the line, gettin' news how he felt
Took a loss, already know how that was dealt
Ain't gon' cap, we took an L
And when L'zz take L's, just know everyone felt
Paint the whole city red, we be givin' the belt
I just now know that don't troll those two cars, sit back to back while we show her
We smoking packs, we may roll up
They smokin' packs, they wasn't even on 'em
We got M's, but we tryna run M's (Like what?)
Smoke-, cause he died on my friend
Free [?], all for the ten
Make him drop on the top, make the city gon' spin
They cannot link, they get put on a bent
How the fuck is they on that?
They tryna jack the Gz, makin' movies on my block
I'm outside, where the fuck is y'all throwing at?
We bending blocks, looking for they rappers
Chester got hit, nigga play for the Lackers
.30 stick on me, I be with the factors (.30 stick on me, I be with the factors)
Pow, pow, pow (With the factors)
So many of them niggas died
Rah Rah, Lotti, John Glo, Ju Heff, Prince Gz, MDotty and lil' Keys, nigga
(Go get back)
How the fuck y'all be jackin' DThang? Y'all know he a rat
Nigga, beat [?] hot, and Boomer just turned to a pack
We was just in the T, I told Wiki: "Don't hop out the back"
We was in SugarHill, EK got the drop where they at
Like, they probably [?] for a 51st, shit was gangster, well I'ma bring my first
Bro in love with the pedal, he tryna see how that Rah work
Baby beef with fake nine, but I started flickin' like 51st
We was just on the third, how did we end up on 51st? (Go get back)
Glo took bullets to the head
Woo Lotti got poked, that nigga dead
Rah should've never went inside that cab
That should've been lil' Nesty
That nigga never did shit for that man, but he be callin' him bestie
Nigga, ask how [?], everytime that we got in that renty
Niggas died for this shit, Zelly got killed, niggas cried for this shit
Had to shoot up, and we had to slide for that shit
Lilah died, and I started smoking on that bitch
D&D, [?] on the hood got rich
We got shooters and runners that's ready to glitch (Don't run)
Don't go out like Rell, he tryna make that nigga twitch
I'on care what block niggas from
My timing, gangsta, niggas be-niggas be playing with me
You won't hear my music? Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
You know who we fuckin' smokin' on (Uh-huh)
Go get back
Glo took bullets to the head
Woo Lotti got poked, that nigga dead
Rah should've never went inside that cab
That should've been lil' Nesty
That nigga never did shit for that man, but he be callin' him bestie
Nigga, ask how [?], everytime that we got in that renty
Niggas died for this shit, Zelly got killed, niggas cried for this shit
Had to shoot up, and we had to slide for that shit
Lilah died, and I started smoking on that bitch
D&D, [?] on the hood got rich
We got shooters and runners that's ready to glitch (Don't run)
Don't go out like Rell, he tryna make that nigga twitch
It's just me and mine, I don't need no one else
Glitches glitch, we don't link up for help
I'm the rapper, but I'm still gon' flick by myself
Free bro on the line, gettin' news how he felt
Took a loss, already know how that was dealt
Ain't gon' cap, we took an L
And when L'zz take L's, just know everyone felt
Paint the whole city red, we be givin' the belt
I just now know that don't troll those two cars, sit back to back while we show her
We smoking packs, we may roll up
They smokin' packs, they wasn't even on 'em
We got M's, but we tryna run M's (Like what?)
Smoke-, cause he died on my friend
Free [?], all for the ten
Make him drop on the top, make the city gon' spin
They cannot link, they get put on a bent
How the fuck is they on that?
They tryna jack the Gz, makin' movies on my block
I'm outside, where the fuck is y'all throwing at?
We bending blocks, looking for they rappers
Chester got hit, nigga play for the Lackers
.30 stick on me, I be with the factors (.30 stick on me, I be with the factors)
Pow, pow, pow (With the factors)
So many of them niggas died
Rah Rah, Lotti, John Glo, Ju Heff, Prince Gz, MDotty and lil' Keys, nigga
(Go get back)
How the fuck y'all be jackin' DThang? Y'all know he a rat
Nigga, beat [?] hot, and Boomer just turned to a pack
We was just in the T, I told Wiki: "Don't hop out the back"
We was in SugarHill, EK got the drop where they at
Like, they probably [?] for a 51st, shit was gangster, well I'ma bring my first
Bro in love with the pedal, he tryna see how that Rah work
Baby beef with fake nine, but I started flickin' like 51st
We was just on the third, how did we end up on 51st? (Go get back)
Glo took bullets to the head
Woo Lotti got poked, that nigga dead
Rah should've never went inside that cab
That should've been lil' Nesty
That nigga never did shit for that man, but he be callin' him bestie
Nigga, ask how [?], everytime that we got in that renty
Niggas died for this shit, Zelly got killed, niggas cried for this shit
Had to shoot up, and we had to slide for that shit
Lilah died, and I started smoking on that bitch
D&D, [?] on the hood got rich
We got shooters and runners that's ready to glitch (Don't run)
Don't go out like Rell, he tryna make that nigga twitch
