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9800 caspeer x dacoldsteppa – bacc 2 bacc lyrics

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[intro: 9800 caspeer]

ayyyy (gang, gang)
aye look fool, you know what i’ma tell you fool (boom!)
pass me that f+ckin dope, n+gga

[verse 1: 9800 caspeer and dacoldeststeppa]

ahh!
that’s a swish, call it larry bird
shots at his [skrt!], see that boy go and make this turn
long ass fingers up on the glock, call me mr. burns (boom!)
i wanna hoop, everybody rapping, call up david stern
shhh, it’s mr. no hook
b+tch i’m the coldest, ervin johnson, hit em with no look (ooh)
n+ggas be cappin about action but they be so shook (cmon)
you not him, lil brody, don’t get yo soul took
ahh, don’t give a f+ck about yo baby daddy (nah)
slide on the addy and i’ll be waitin, have this thooka blastin
bullets everlasting and preachers prayin over n+ggas caskets
(boom boom!)
oohh, sh+t, casper, why you spazzin? (okkkk)
i’m just sittin sideways, feel like fall wall (aye)
brody hit a hunnit off work, sellin all dog
sh+t risky like hittin a hooker raw dog (euhhh)
n+gga son a legend, how the f+ck you gon fall off? (aye)
yo b+tch got a nike sock up in her bum glove (eww)
glock adidas shoe matchin the glock, feel like red rum (red)
op lackin with the other op, that’s an and+one (boom)
i’ll draw the metal out and shoot if you act dumb (dumby)
man this n+gga h+lla goofy, like let’s be real (cmon)
let em go down like a piggy, i bet he squeal
catch em in traffic, i’ma wet him like a jet ski tail
and i just scored on a pint, i bet she sold
catch my uo (aye), i’m with my steppas, f+ck a toocold (aye)
you play, yo necklace go for too long, ya
i miss the rap that pg been on, ya, i just been trappin (okkk)
aye, b+tch i’m sick with it (euhhh)
slide in the foreign, couple sticks in it
n+ggas been lurkin like serpents, i can’t get with it
choppa like houdini bet i leave his whole sh+t missin
[beat change]

[verse 2: dacoldeststeppa and 9800 caspeer]

aye, aye, i was gone for awhile but i’m back now (aye)
friday night, no wait, i’m finna smack down
i’m a legend with this sh+t, better check the sco’ (cmon)
what’s yo favorite rapper, sh+t, bet he won’t flex no mo’
but anyway, i’m fresh out, and sh+t still the same (aye)
you n+ggas still broke and you hoes still givin brain (cmon)
n+ggas told me to the op, sh+t lookin strange
seen him at the light, perculating, had him flip his range (aye)
ooohhh, sh+t, man this beat sick
choppa hangin out of the window doin some kick flips (boom!)
stitchin lookin long as a b+tch, built like some ritz sticks
bet his b+tch suckin my d+ck, makin me quick rich (aye)
f+ck yo boyfriend, b+tch, i’ll pop him, aye (boom!)
that n+gga wearin levis, i wear robbins (cmon man)
slidin in the coupe with twin choppas (aye, aye)
whiteboy that’s my shoota, john stockton (okkkk)



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