Lilroc23 – Back Street

Lilroc23 – Back Street Lyrics

Artist: Lilroc23
Song: Back Street

What the f#ck is you jackin’
n#gg#s got sicks we always pistol packin’ (Bow)
n#gg# whats crackin’?
Bow bow bow, Bullet holes all in his jacket (Jacket)

I got a hitta with snipers and pistols
And he keep the automatics (Matics)
Caught that n#gg# lackin’ on the back street
With the heat, n#gg# thats tragic (Yuh)

We ridin’ we huntin’ for you lil n#gg#
So don’t bother sending me the addy (Nah)
Oh that’s yo daddy in the cadi?
Cook his #ss up his brains look like beef patties (Boom, Boom)

Saw the n#gg# on the news they took his jews, yo gang goin’ out sadly
Green dots on his back he ain’t even know
You can tell that he ain’t ready (Nah, Nah)
He a automatic opp if the n#gg# ain’t part of my circle (Gang!)

Send shots to his legs I’m makin’ him hop he start doing do hurdles
(I’m makin’ em jump!)
n#gg#s dick sucking but I understand why them n#gg#s really hate me (Yuh, Yuh)
Cuz I’m gettin’ the bucks, Pull the racks out now his b#tch wanna f#ckin’ date me

I’m in the stu by myself, I’m turnt the f#ck up
I don’t need a soul (No!)
He talkin’ crazy, Choppa shut his b#tch #ss up
Put him under control (Bow, Bow Bow)

The winter be hot the blick just fire em’ up when the weather get cold (Get cold)
Sum n#gg# just called me talking hella crazy and I put him on hold
If my dog need a pistol, I’m sliding it to em’ every time, n#gg# no problem (Nah)
The opps ain’t safe out here, I call they goofy #ss some broken #ss condoms (Condoms)

p#ss# n#gg#s tried to hit the corner actin’ like i ain’t saw them (Yuh!)
It’s all good though cuz I promise ima mother f#ckin’ cross em (Boom!)
What the f#ck is you jackin’
n#gg#s got sicks we always pistol packin’ (Packin’)

n#gg# whats crackin’?
Bow bow bow, Bullet holes all in his jacket (Yuh, Yuh)
I got a hitta with snipers and pistols
And he keep the automatics (I keep em’ keep em’)

Caught that n#gg# lackin’ on the back street
With the heat, Hold up hold up (Wait!, Wait!)
What the f#ck is you jackin’
n#gg#s got sicks we always pistol packin’ (Packin’)

n#gg# whats crackin’?
Bow bow bow, Bullet holes all in his jacket (Yuh, Yuh!)
I got a hitta with snipers and pistols
And he keep the automatics (Bow, Bow, Bow!)

Caught that n#gg# lackin’ on the back street
With the heat, n#gg# thats tragic (Yuh, Gang)
Gang gang gang n#gg#
Bow, bow bow
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Release Year: 2022