Back to Back Pt. 2
Blasta
GENRE
{Intro: Bla$ta}
Yeah!
Uh, It's that, mm
Uh Bla$ta!
Yeah, Vonnie whats up nigga?
We back in this mothafucka
Another back to back, huh?
Huh, kick this shit off
{Verse 1: Bla$ta}
Dump this Glock 23 got a stop sign
You pussy niggas for the gram y'all can't stop lying
Just left a nigga on his shit they can't stop crying
Im from 4th street nigga shots fired
Talking regular to the Bla$ta got his leg fried
{Verse 2: Bther Gang Vonnie}
How you love em' ain't do nothin' when yo mans died?
Took the wrong step and niggas blowin' like a land mine
Whole lotta shells 40 with 50 in my hand fine
Free Weez niggas know how we play
Thats on frank, we look through and pop two the same day
Yo nigga died bout' a gun and you gon' die the same way
{Verse 3: Bla$ta}
Niggas talkin' out they ass, now we comin' where you stay!
And this pole in hella flavors give a nigga ass a taste
Moms' had to plot for him, put a nigga in his place
You ain't gotta be a race, I can't do another case
Be at 4 catching with them yankees they be rockin' with them k's
Free the team till they free, whole hood throwin tres
{Verse 4: Bther Gang Vonnie}
Free the gang, said I love treatin' years like it's days
Child time, getting spunky slappin' niggas with them tres
But when we catch him in the streets shit go get different from the face
Free Loo, he a foo, hittin' niggas with some range
Free mani gon' get at me since you itchin' for some fame
Leg shots to make em' drop then run up, hit you in your brain
Fuck this rap, bitch its a fact we out here crackin' niggas frames
{Verse 5: Bla$ta}
Keep cool on the Glock, with the stick in the rain
In the jets with scarecrows, tryna' pick a nigga brain
We don't function with the law, heard your bro said a name!
I'm like an old timer keep a cane
Lil' dawg froze on me it can never be the same
Hit a nigga with this eagle send his soul to the crane
{Verse 6: Baglife Juice}
Up this 40. on a nigga send his bro to the grave
It get hectic where I'm at, niggas don't wanna hang
Line a nigga up, if he told he get blazed
Only hearin' real shit cause my pops would say the same
Walk uo and bounce out, if he run he get chased
Tryna' press up on a nigga, put a nigga in his place
{Verse 7: Bther Gang Vonnie}
When I let this bitch off you better give ya boy some space
Said she love you, why she callin' tryna give ya boy some face?
Highway Tryna chase, highs peed get away
Me and broski with the chops just prayin hoe we get away
You ain't slid for not a dead nigga that got sent away
When we slide, somebody gotta die before we end the day
{Verse 8: Bla$ta}
I'm really in it for the bag, these lil niggas in the way
But still lookin it as attached seen yo dog on his way
I keep one up in the chain because that's how I play it safe
Chase a nigga where he stay, tryna put em in his face
Time to strip a nigga out, had some tough shit to say
Reminiscing bout the block, I was pushin' Ricky Lay
Used to put that shit up, cause my niggas love to take
Drop 50 on a nigga, damn another cold case
{Verse 9: Bther Gang Vonnie and Bla$ta)
Hot head leave him dead take some shit the wrong way
Boy it's killers over there you better not go the wrong way
Leave a nigga on his block, I be riding with a wraith
Walked a nigga in his house, and walked out with the safe
Lil beez, clean em up, put the mop to his face
7.62's spitting out the chop when it shake
Quick to dust a nigga off, I ain't never had a maid
Beez said keep it a dolla, I ain't never had change
Old clown killin' ass niggas never had aim
You is a pussy like yo daddy nigga never had game
Texas walk a nigga down and I;m coming close range
See what happened to yo dawg when he go against the grain
When he go against the grain, bullets go against his brain
Jackboys strip a nigga for his Rollie and his chain
I don't care if it's bussdown, don't care if it's plain
If we want it then we coming for that bitch so feel the pain
Yankee baby bout' some paper put him on the front page
All I'm knowing if it's problems I'll burn a nigga like sage
And yo boy know how I'm coming if I ever feel played
Pussy nigga ate the cheese, then they put me in a cage
Told on your brother nigga you should be ashamed
Y'all the type of niggas out here snitching fucking up the game (nigga)
Yeah!
Uh, It's that, mm
Uh Bla$ta!
Yeah, Vonnie whats up nigga?
We back in this mothafucka
Another back to back, huh?
Huh, kick this shit off
{Verse 1: Bla$ta}
Dump this Glock 23 got a stop sign
You pussy niggas for the gram y'all can't stop lying
Just left a nigga on his shit they can't stop crying
Im from 4th street nigga shots fired
Talking regular to the Bla$ta got his leg fried
{Verse 2: Bther Gang Vonnie}
How you love em' ain't do nothin' when yo mans died?
Took the wrong step and niggas blowin' like a land mine
Whole lotta shells 40 with 50 in my hand fine
Free Weez niggas know how we play
Thats on frank, we look through and pop two the same day
Yo nigga died bout' a gun and you gon' die the same way
{Verse 3: Bla$ta}
Niggas talkin' out they ass, now we comin' where you stay!
And this pole in hella flavors give a nigga ass a taste
Moms' had to plot for him, put a nigga in his place
You ain't gotta be a race, I can't do another case
Be at 4 catching with them yankees they be rockin' with them k's
Free the team till they free, whole hood throwin tres
{Verse 4: Bther Gang Vonnie}
Free the gang, said I love treatin' years like it's days
Child time, getting spunky slappin' niggas with them tres
But when we catch him in the streets shit go get different from the face
Free Loo, he a foo, hittin' niggas with some range
Free mani gon' get at me since you itchin' for some fame
Leg shots to make em' drop then run up, hit you in your brain
Fuck this rap, bitch its a fact we out here crackin' niggas frames
{Verse 5: Bla$ta}
Keep cool on the Glock, with the stick in the rain
In the jets with scarecrows, tryna' pick a nigga brain
We don't function with the law, heard your bro said a name!
I'm like an old timer keep a cane
Lil' dawg froze on me it can never be the same
Hit a nigga with this eagle send his soul to the crane
{Verse 6: Baglife Juice}
Up this 40. on a nigga send his bro to the grave
It get hectic where I'm at, niggas don't wanna hang
Line a nigga up, if he told he get blazed
Only hearin' real shit cause my pops would say the same
Walk uo and bounce out, if he run he get chased
Tryna' press up on a nigga, put a nigga in his place
{Verse 7: Bther Gang Vonnie}
When I let this bitch off you better give ya boy some space
Said she love you, why she callin' tryna give ya boy some face?
Highway Tryna chase, highs peed get away
Me and broski with the chops just prayin hoe we get away
You ain't slid for not a dead nigga that got sent away
When we slide, somebody gotta die before we end the day
{Verse 8: Bla$ta}
I'm really in it for the bag, these lil niggas in the way
But still lookin it as attached seen yo dog on his way
I keep one up in the chain because that's how I play it safe
Chase a nigga where he stay, tryna put em in his face
Time to strip a nigga out, had some tough shit to say
Reminiscing bout the block, I was pushin' Ricky Lay
Used to put that shit up, cause my niggas love to take
Drop 50 on a nigga, damn another cold case
{Verse 9: Bther Gang Vonnie and Bla$ta)
Hot head leave him dead take some shit the wrong way
Boy it's killers over there you better not go the wrong way
Leave a nigga on his block, I be riding with a wraith
Walked a nigga in his house, and walked out with the safe
Lil beez, clean em up, put the mop to his face
7.62's spitting out the chop when it shake
Quick to dust a nigga off, I ain't never had a maid
Beez said keep it a dolla, I ain't never had change
Old clown killin' ass niggas never had aim
You is a pussy like yo daddy nigga never had game
Texas walk a nigga down and I;m coming close range
See what happened to yo dawg when he go against the grain
When he go against the grain, bullets go against his brain
Jackboys strip a nigga for his Rollie and his chain
I don't care if it's bussdown, don't care if it's plain
If we want it then we coming for that bitch so feel the pain
Yankee baby bout' some paper put him on the front page
All I'm knowing if it's problems I'll burn a nigga like sage
And yo boy know how I'm coming if I ever feel played
Pussy nigga ate the cheese, then they put me in a cage
Told on your brother nigga you should be ashamed
Y'all the type of niggas out here snitching fucking up the game (nigga)
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