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a-game - bring it back (rough/unmixed) lyrics

[verse 1] (big white)
big white is back, and i got the sh-t on lock down
these b-tches all over d-ck, so you can call them hoes the c-ck hounds
f-ck with my crew, cause it don’t get no better
found a corner kick b-tch, i’m just waiting on my header
before i f-cked this one b-tch, i heard it was kind of flimsy
we’re chilling in tampa, just smoking like some chimneys
i’m so f-cking high that i’m sitting on top of the world
just heard your bullsh-t music so i guess it’s time to hurl
put a hurtin’ on you n-gg-s, i’m slayin’ on you n-gg-s
i don’t hear sh-t, so i guess that f-ckin’ figures
and yeah i’m goin’ so ham, f-ck are y’all thinkin’?
shoot you in the head, abraham lincoln
big white b-tch and i’m king of the weed
i’m so f-cking high, i need binoculars to see
and f-ck everybody because this is my time
i f-cked a fifty cent piece, y’all can keep them f-ckin dimes, what?

[verse 2] (a-game)
i got a license to k!ll sh-t, when i’m in the building
i be revealing i’m one of the illest with that real sh-t
that hip hop, that horrorcore, that smoke a blunt and ride to it
high in the whip, or we could even do some fight music
we bring it sick, like a virus infection
you whine all the time, while i’m high on the best sh-t
you silent like a mime, while i rhyme with intentions
of k!lling off your -ss like a m-ssive extinction
f-ck some dynamite, i’ll blow up like i’m nuclear
we on the sh-t to have you flying out to jupiter
you rap stupid, but your lifestyle is stupider
step up to the mic, with me and white, and we will ruin ya
and leave you bl–dy like some cherry robitussin
i’ll f-ck sh-t up myself, or go to amp and meet mcglovin
i’m lovin’ this rap sh-t, this mixtape is just practice
just wait ’til we take your chick right back to the crib with minimal mackin’

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