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getback gang - babydrill lyrics

[intro]
see, see
n*ggas know who to play with, see what i’m sayin’?
and n*ggas ain’t gon’ play with me
’cause, like, before this rap sh*t
way, way before this rap sh*t, they know, they knew drill stood on business
that, that mean, like, i mean, i mean war
like, ’bout anything, my bro, my mama, my sister, my family, like anything, it just meant war
yeah, i ain’t never threw a rock and hid my hand type sh*t, you know, i always threw a rock and stood there like, “what’s up?”
you know what i’m sayin’? just so you know
i just, i just took what came with this sh*t
babydrill

[chorus]
huh, blood, sweat, and tears (on god), lost my dog, i cried for years (on god)
get*back gang, hop out with steel, tryna get him k!lled (get*back gang)
say catchin’ a body don’t make you real, even the scary’ll k!ll (on gang)
n*ggas be actin’ like they really ’bout it, but get on the stand and tell
revenge what i see, n*gga, revenge all i know
hop out the g*wagen and let this b*tch blow
never been a rapper, always been a clapper
‘fore that, b*tch, i was kickin’ doors (babydrill)
n*gga, i done took the whole city down, just me and cho (cho)
two hundred bags, we sold the swag, we had ’em for the low (on gang)

[verse 1]
that’s me and .308 slidin’ around this b*tch in a ford focus (slide, slide)
we done paint the city red behind this rock sh*t, on my mama (and that’s on rock)
n*ggas ain’t think drill’d pop off rappin’, you shoulda seen they face (shoulda seen ’em)
f*ck n*ggas be hatin’ (on god), but that just motivate me
i been gettin’ bag on bag on bag, n*gga, i’m flyin’ past (flyin’ past)
i got a b*tch, she a freak, she gon’ suck on the d*ck and i’m d*ckin’ her down (eat it up)
i got some youngins that hop out the g*wagen and spray your lil’ b*tch ass down (woo)
you ever seen a fully in a stick? brrt, you seen it now
[chorus]
huh, blood, sweat, and tears (on god), lost my dog, i cried for years (on god)
get*back gang, hop out with steel, tryna get him k!lled (get*back gang)
say catchin’ a body don’t make you real, even the scary’ll k!ll (on gang)
n*ggas be actin’ like they really ’bout it, but get on the stand and tell
revenge what i see, n*gga, revenge all i know
hop out the g*wagen and let this b*tch blow
never been a rapper, always been a clapper
‘fore that, b*tch, i was kickin’ doors (babydrill)
n*gga, i done took the whole city down, just me and cho (cho)
two hundred bags, we sold the swag, we had ’em for the low (on gang)

[verse 2]
i had a hundred, i thought i was rich, now i’m signin’ for m’s and sh*t (i’m like, “what?”)
now, who woulda thought that young bad*ass n*gga with that fire’d be rich? (me)
now, who woulda thought that young bad*ass n*gga would beat that body without snitchin’? (me)
created me a wave, i stayed in my lane, we rock out for 1, zone 1, and zone 6
these n*ggas know that i’m lit (lit), these n*ggas know that i’m poppin’ (poppin’)
i k!lled his mans and his ass ain’t spin, tell him catch a body (catch up)
i really been holdin’ a lot of the weight, tell ’em change the topic
used to be flashin’ dubs and fifties, now i put it in deposits

- babydrill lyrics

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