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lil justin - i'm back lyrics

uh, uh , ah! gang, gang, gang, gang lil justin n-gg-.. f-ck these n-gg-s talking bout ?? gang, gang, gang

[hook 1: lil justin]

lil justin i’m back
broke n-gg-s on p-ss they hatin, they mad
this sh-t so sad, f-cking any n-gg- b-tch cause i got that bag
pole up no flash, stain gang me and nutty in the whip wit a all black mask
pole up no flash, stain gang me and nutty in the whip wit a all black mask
(x2)

[verse 1: lil justin]

in a all black mask, nutty give me the go then you know i’m gone spaz
pop sh-t no tags, double barrel on that b-tch n-gg- catch these frags
k-o, black bag, make ya main chick flip cause she see that cash
clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, round applause for that b-tch way she clap that -ss
young n-gg- wit the sh-ts, opp n-gg-s set him up trying push them bricks
snitch n-gg- you a b-tch, when the gang see yo -ss lil n-gg- it’s lit
for my bro imma hold the town down on the track till the jakes free his -ss from the fence
and when that n-gg- touch down, late game 4th down, better hope that them bullets don’t hit

lil justin i’m back and i’m moving
no movie my n-gg-s is shooting
back shot, bullets eating yo gluten
rip open ya chest like you newton
(x2)

[hook 1: lil justin]

lil justin i’m back
broke n-gg-s on p-ss they hating, they mad
this sh-t so sad, f-cking any n-gg- b-tch cause i got that bag
pole up no flash, stain gang me and nutty in the whip wit a all black mask
pole up no flash, stain gang me and nutty in the whip wit a all black mask

[hook 2: nutty 2x]

yea n-gg- i’m back, f-ck n-gg-s gettin poked put the money in the bag
and i’m still selling swag, lemme know who want smoke put them shooters on ya -ss
no flex, no brag went to jail came back and a young n-gg- still got cash
no flex, no brag went to jail came back and a young n-gg- still got cash

[verse 2: nutty 2x]
yea i still got cash, stain gang no mask i’m billy i’m bad
y’all broke y’all mad, ain’t gettin no money that sh-t so sad
end up toe tagged, try the gang you dead ambulance black bag
n-gg- no white flags, we ain’t trying to squash sh-t blow smoke come back
leave everything flat, lame n-gg-s gettin money and i want all that
dice game head cracked, 2 rolls come back stop playing where it’s at?
front ya move get clapped, that’s that bobby gang can’t play wit these p-ss-es
blow ya brains through ya face f-ck who lookin, my young boys ole wait in ya bushes
we the gang f-ck the jakes cause they crooked, got swartz on my -ss trying to book me
d thang said just get him a lawyer
big bro said lets get in order
and i’m still serving feigns place ya order
serve ya mother, ya auntie, ya daughter
do whatever to get to the money
if you snitching you know how i’m coming, gang!

[hook 2: nutty 2x]

- lil justin lyrics

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