Back Gate lyrics

by

Yo Gotti


[Verse 1]
You want an ounce?
n*gga, meet me at the back gate
Pull up, cut ya car off
Never sipped lean in the first place
'Cause I ain't never wanna nod off
I was cooking cocaine getting hard off
A .25 and a sawed-off
8 dimes for the 80
Hope and foreign, the baby
Put a pound, hot n*gga
Head to start off

[Chorus]
(Back gate!)
Pumping like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
Jumping like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
Get money like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
We robbin' like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
Pull up at your own risk (back gate!)
Knowing we were with the sh*t (back gate!)
Tryna down a lot of bricks (back gate!)
Lot of n*ggas got hit (back gate!)

[Bridge]
Ay, I'm talkin' 'bout
That back gate made a n*gga
I seen that same back gate break n*ggas
You wanna fish a n*gga, I advise you stay on top
[Verse 2]
Lost n*gga in through the back gate (back gate!)
Trap came f*cked up the crime rate (back gate!)
Old head f*cked up my mind state
Watch him killing me cold blood in the broad day
If I ain't know God I would've lost faith
n*ggas couldn't eat while they lost weight
n*ggas ain't going on no diet
n*ggas kill a n*gga by they pride
n*ggas gon' slide
n*ggas gon' do 25 in a cell for' a n*gga switch sides
You can see it in my eyes
That's pain, lost n*ggas to the game, and ain't the same
Did it for the check, I ain't do it for the fame
Only time you shot a pistol is at the motherf*cking range
You a pus*y if you gotta close your eyes for' you aim

[Chorus]
(Back gate!)
Pumping like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
Jumping like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
Get money like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
We robbin' like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
Pull up at your own risk (back gate!)
Knowing we were with the sh*t (back gate!)
Tryna down a lot of bricks (back gate!)
Lot of n*ggas got hit (back gate!)
[Verse 3]
Told the plug meet me at the bottom (back gate!)
Showed me two bricks and I shot him (back gate!)
First time I ever did a robbery (back gate!)
Ever since then they been hard for me
I'ma cut throat n*gga's arteries (back gate!)
I shouldn't be trusted properly
Reach Chris turned me to a savage
Used to couldn't flip on a p*ssy ass mattress (back gate!)
I know a lot of killers is activing
Know a lot of rappers that's active
Used to get my work from the plug I was paying on the backhand
That was back then when I was trapping
First time I ever shot a pistol I was 13
Glock hold 17, black with the red beam
First time I ever shot a n*gga, rival hood shoot-out sh*t
Feeling like a wet dream, fell in love with the streets
Got a couple choppers, fell in love with the beef (back gate!)
Got a couple bricks and we all gon' leave (back gate!)
Back gate jumping like the coddle (back gate!)
Ain't no other hood trapping harder (back gate!)
Saved a hunnit thou when I was 16
I was moving bricks by the 16
That millimeter hold 16
Turned the back gate to a crime scene
[Chorus]
(Back gate!)
Pumping like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
Jumping like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
Get money like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
We robbin' like a motherf*cker (back gate!)
Pull up at your own risk (back gate!)
Knowing we were with the sh*t (back gate!)
Tryna down a lot of bricks (back gate!)
Lot of n*ggas got hit (back gate!)
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