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dd osama - i'm back lyrics

[intro]
frraow, frraow, frraow
baow, baow, baow
(elvis)
baow, baow, ah, ah, ah, n+gga
(ayo, eli, what the f+ck?)
you know what the f+ck goin’ on, n+gga
1417
smokin’ a lot of dead n+ggas (on bro)
how the f+ck you’re dead, n+gga? (how the f+ck y’all n+ggas dead?)
n+gga, f+ck your dead mother (n+gga, f+ck your dead mother)
f+ck? (baow) f+ck wrong with that, n+gga? (baow, baow)
i’ma smoke his dead mother (i’m on my bullsh+t)
ah, ah, ah, ah+ah

[chorus]
oh, he thought he was safe? like (oh, he thought he was safe?)
’til we got up on him (on bro)
big b gon’ hop out and toss him (baow)

boogieman pop out, no hoodie (no hoodie)
bet my torch’ll toast him (baow, ayy)
i don’t even know why is he runnin’
n+gga, he gon’ get him, n+gga, he gon’ off him (baow, baow, baow)

[verse 1]
now it’s back to the block, smoke dead opps

n+ggas be chattin’, but don’t nеver do sh+t (never do)
you see mе with my g, i’ma use it, like (baow, baow)
n+gga, i go ruthless
money on his head, make ’em wanna do it (do it)
b+tch, i got them to do it, n+ggas really shoot sh+t
but play with your life, you gon’ lose it (on bro)
red beam on the glock, switchy in the back
sh+t shoot automatic, it shoot like a tec, like
we the ones makin’ the mess
but we shootin’ that b+tch, n+ggas stuck in they head, like
we tryna get him stretched
’cause if we see that n+gga, fill him up with lead, like (baow, baow, baow)
no, you can’t aim for the leg
n+gga, do him the worst, hit him in the head
n+gga, ’bout to make sh+t tragic
lotti had died from that hit at his back, sh+t (lotti)
n+ggas tellin’ me chill, i ain’t havin’ it
’cause they mentionin’ bro like he wasn’t the backend
ten bands and i promise it’s happenin’ (on bro)
you can’t chill over here, you ain’t doin’ the clappin’ (baow, baow, baow)
like, bro went on a hit with a mac
and he caught a hit and he almost a clapper
like, i got dead n+ggas in this blunt
give a f+ck what they say, they ain’t tellin’ me nothin’ (they ain’t tellin’ me nothin’)
you can try to slide if you want
bet we be the ones to turn y’all into runtz
n+gga say my name in his tracks, like bet
like, i’m ’bout to tell him again (against)
go get me his glass one, i’ma give you ten
f+ck it, i’ma add an extra ten (on bro)
’cause he mentioned my bro tryna get some clout
now i’m openin’ his māthā
i just want them to push up, i’ma make him suffer (on bro)
think me and my gun won’t touch you? (won’t what?)
you think these french tips won’t rush you? (won’t what?)
me and my dolie, n+gga, i’ll clap, like (baow, baow, baow)
but whole time, i don’t have to (i don’t have to)
hit on your head, i can say that it’s bad for you (on bro)
[chorus]
oh, he thought he was safe? like
’til we got up on him (’til we got up)
big b gon’ hop out and toss him (baow)

boogieman pop out, no hoodie (no hoodie)
bet my torch’ll toast him
i don’t even know why is he runnin’ (ayy, n+gga, why he runnin’?)
n+gga, he gon’ get him, n+gga, he gon’ off him (n+gga, he gon’ off)

[verse 2]
n+ggas on my d+ck, i’m ’bout to make it lit (make it lit)
light that, i can say he a spliff (ayy, ayy)
why they actin’ like we ain’t the ones takin’ trips?
lot of n+ggas that died, can say they a b+tch (on bro)
big opp thought he’d bl!ck
face shot, should’ve been in a ditch (on bro)
i don’t know why n+ggas diss
like we ain’t the ones really takin’ trips (on bro, n+gga)

[outro]
n+ggas thought i was done, n+gga? n+gga, no n+gga
tryna catch me, tryna catch me, ooh, n+gga
from the, from the, n+gga, from the courts
yeah, ’cause they dissin’ my brother

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