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lirik lagu no get back 2 – smokingskul

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no get back 2 lyrics
[intro: marrgielaa & smokingskul]
i feel like [?] in the hood (yeah)
we shot your brother, put him in the woods (pew)
ask how i’m doin’, n*gga, i’m good
said he gon’ shoot me, wish a n*gga would (yeah, b*tch)
i’m with my glo, n*gga, i don’t e*date
rack on his head, n*gga, on his b*day
run through his door, feelin’ like ceeday
oh, that’s your opp? we leave his body on the freeway (bah, huh, yeah)
(d*d*d*dj banned)
huh, yeah (grr)

[verse 1: smokingskul & marrgielaa]
i took his glock, told him “get it in blood” (huh)
i turn a scam n*gga to a jugg (yeah)
jit got stepped on, like a bug (what?)
n*ggas ain’t even get it out the mud (nah)
say he in the hood, it ain’t addin’ up (pew)
n*gga got (pew, pew), should’ve ducked (yeah)

[verse 2: marrgielaa]
i feel like [?] in the hood (yeah)
we shot your brother, put him in the woods (pew)
ask how i’m doin’, n*gga, i’m good
said he gon’ shoot me, wish a n*gga would (yeah, b*tch)
i’m with my glo, n*gga, i don’t e*date
rack on his head, n*gga, on his b*day
run through his door, feelin’ like ceeday
oh, that’s your opp? we leave his body on the freeway (bah, huh, yeah)
[verse 3: smokingskul]
that’s yo’ opp, but he still breathin’ (taah)
empty the gl!ck, i’m overachieving (achieving)
i was in that field before i was t**thing (t**thing)
i might just get me a crib in sweden (sweden)
keep me a cooler, the mac overheatin’ (huh)
keep ’bout five sticks if we need it (yeah)
chop gon’ punt, he receivin’ (yeah)

[verse 4: marrgielaa & smokingskul]
i’m goin’ up, like a plane (pew)
i’m off a perc’, n*gga, i’m insane (on god)
come b*tch, educate, give me brain (b*tch)
these n*ggas down bad and they lame (what)
lame ass sweat, huh, rain
n*gga a clone, but we ain’t the same (ha*ha)
b*tch, i’m a big dog, like a cane (god)
n*ggas be lame, cappin’ on my name, b*tch (huh, yeah, huh, what)

[verse 5: smokingskul & marrgielaa]
i got a tux, n*gga, like the hitman (hitman)
cartier glasses like i’m the professor (‘fessor)
hittin’ a b*tch, that n*gga a middleman (taah)
we finna crash that n*gga and his kinsmen (yeah)
i put a gram, n*gga, in a tin can (what i say?)
got a pillow, we don’t f*ck with suppressors (grrt, uh, uh)
i like to work, since you wanna f*ck now (yeah)
[verse 6: marrgielaa & smokingskul]
since a youngin’, b*tch, i been in the field
i feel like luis, how i keep it real
i got a glock, came with a steel
say that you ’bout it, n*gga, for real? (ha*ha, huh)
you can talk down and get hit with a stick
got get my mask then i go hit a l!ck
i got your b*tch, she on my d*ck
n*ggas be broke, sayin’ that they rich (huh, b*tch, yeah)

[verse 7: smokingskul & marrgielaa]
i’m finna jump the fence, like i’m [kaso?]
these n*ggas ain’t gettin’ no pesos (yeah, gang)
we finna get in that crib if i say so (say so)
no get back, i’ma call you derek (huh)
these n*ggas ain’t gettin’ to the bank
i feel like bobby shmurda with the (shank)
how you a street n*gga with no rank? (huh, taah)

[verse 8: marrgielaa]
how you a street n*gga in the ‘burbs? (what)
we leave your brother body on the curb (b*tch)
don’t like this b*tch, she get on my nerves
i’m off a perc’, higher than a bird
i feel like tana, n*gga, i’m on go
we’ll turn your livin’ brother to a ghost
i’m off a perc’ and i’m movin’ slow (huh)
kick in your trap and i f*ck your ho, n*gga
[outro: marrgielaa & smokingskul]
yeah
(d*d*d*dj banned)
i’m finna jump the fence, like i’m [kaso?]
these n*ggas ain’t gettin’ no pesos (yeah, gang)
we finna get in that crib if i say so (say so)
no get back, i’ma call you derek (huh)
these n*ggas ain’t gettin’ to the bank
i feel like bobby shmurda with the (shank)
how you a street n*gga with no rank? (huh, taah)
how you a street n*gga in the ‘burbs? (what)
we leave your brother body on the curb
don’t like this b*tch, she get on my nerves
i’m off a perc’, higher than a bird
i feel like tana, n*gga, i’m on go
we’ll turn your livin’ brother to a ghost
i’m off a perc’ and i’m movin’ slow (huh)
kick in your trap and i f*ck your ho, n*gga

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