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lirik lagu background – blac youngsta

[chorus]
thugging for real n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout your background (background)
keep the mac round, put my mask up and put it back down (skirt)
hanging out that window with that chopstick with your back down
n*gga that’s a fact, i cross a track thugging all black down
put my life on the line for this sh*t, i score the touchdown (touchdown)
first he was icy til i robbed him for his bust down (bust down, n*gga)
pull up talking to these hoes, n*gga f*cking up the trust now (yeah)

[verse 1]
no more guts fried chicken, i’m picking like a duck now (yeah, yeah)
no more duck, duck, goose (yeah, yeah)
i’m tryna knock your noodles (yeah, yeah)
turn that boy to steak, meet him and well cook him like some food (food)
blow your brains on the floor breaking news, we broke the rules (rules)
i was 16 in school pulling up on 22 (yeah)
run up the monеy
i work hard for that shape, on 24’s they stole it from mе
i’m the type of lil n*gga pull down, k!ll you and your oldest homie
i swear to god, oscu he say “i got a shoulder shoulder on me”
i told her shoulder strap, cause i know the streets votin’on
wanna see me dead or just to hear that’s how they votin’on (votin’on)
the risk it says “be careful with that sh*t, they told her on” (yeah, yeah)
gotta be careful who you put in work with’cause they folded on me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
¡i swear to god!
[chorus]
thugging for real n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout your background (background)
keep the mac round, put my mask up and put it back down (back down)
hanging out that window with that chopstick with your back down (rah, rah)
n*gga that’s a fact, i cross a track thugging all black down
put my life on the line for this sh*t, i score the touchdown (touchdown)
first he was icy til i robbed him for his bust down (bust down, n*gga)
pull up talking to these hoes, n*gga f*cking up the trust now
told my old b*tch f*ck her, she can get hit by a bus now (yeah)

[verse 2]
i cut hoes off for a living p, i’m a double og and i got stripes like the referee (referee)
yeah, and i got the right artillery, got the type of sh*t and knock your legs off’fore you cross the street
ready for war, n*ggas cold as sh*t, hit them with that heat pad (p*ssy)
i dissed the opp, play it for the dj for some feedback (spend that back)
rappers talk tough on them songs, behind closed doors getting t bags (n*ggas hoes)
n*ggas steady showing they envy me when i hop out the g wag (b*tch ass)
off the leggo shots’fore i take off i let the seat back (p*ssy ass)
45 since adam mitch, i swear, i had to beat that (hoe ass)
you want 1/1 one, we put them feast up on your ass (b*tch)
i’m the top of the n*gga that’ll bring some sh*t up from the past so i can blast (rah)

- blac youngsta

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