Da Get Back lyrics
by Blockwork
[Intro]
If he hang with the opps, then that lil’ n*gga down
[verse]
I’m off drank and perc, I’m fried
We caught a opp, made his ass duck and die
Time to hop in the hot — b*tch, I’m ready to slide
Many n*ggas be snitchin’, they don’t got no pride
I was broke on my ass, now I’m gettin’ some cash
Oh, that’s a opp? Stop the car, get on ass
Oh, that’s the cops? DT, do the dash
n*gga ain’t have his gun, n*gga died for some ass
Put a b*tch on his ass, n*gga fell for the trap
If the rap don’t work, I’ma beat up the trap
I keep spinnin’ these opp n*ggas’ blocks back-to-back
And you ain’t one of mine if you don’t got a hat
And that sh*t real
My n*ggas hop out the car tryna kill
Adrenaline rushin’, I think it’s the pill
And this full-nick bust and sh*t clear out the field
Doin’ me tough when they talkin’ and rappin’
But these opp n*ggas soft, they ain’t livin’ like that
Bounce out the car tryna catch a new hat
I don’t diss on the net, I don’t do tic for tac
Bro got a brand new Glock — let’s shoot it
n*gga, that sh*t on safety, the f*ck is you doin’?
We came to his house and that lil’ n*gga movin’
I ran up like six figures just off the music
Like, man, I really hate jail
Free all my n*ggas that’s locked in the cell
If them n*ggas had it, I’m payin’ the bail
If I ever get back, I ain’t never gon’ tell
Got this big 10 milli, nobody I fear
That n*gga ain’t listen — got shot in his ear
And it’s Wock in my cup, I ain’t drinkin’ no beer
Fa, bra, bra — know I’m dead, they put him down
20 shots, they dumped him down
[?]
Extended clip with 30 rounds
Keep my G when I’m around
I can’t get caught up out of bounds
We turned that smile right to a frown