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Back To Back Target Lyrics - Artist : Lil B
Yeah, yeah man
You know a lot of niggas don't keep it real You feel me Everything, all that shit matters You feel me But you know so many niggas turn on me everyday I'm like fuck everybody, you feel me, fuck it One time for me, cool by the sunshine Money got punchlines, only take one times Take small sips, that's why I hum sunshine Niggas think I'm lying, bitches think I'm fine I'm smart man so I keep trying Don't get fucked by the past thoughts, pass off, blast off Yeah, fuck it And don't crack like the asphalt You running with the 45 handgun the same size as police is Niggas think he sweet but his geeks is geek Niggas carry them handguns Like [?] you be deceased And I'm talking bout a coffin Brains is out, nigga you loving where you walking Uh, side with the Mac-11 Please no questions, I do dirt with no drugs Numb the pain, it's like a game changer Feel ashamed of my past, used to rob strangers Now I feel like I'm a rapping target I'm a rapping target Back to back target With the vest and mask hauling DVD's like a Black Target Cocaine sell it off I can't, I can't, no Cocaine sell it all same price as a trip in August Don't ask why I [?] Bitch I bought it Please the cops and [?] Just get what you ordered Cross me and get slaughtered But I don't wanna act hard as bricks But I'm a real young nigga and I ain't talking shit Lil Boss I don't give a fuck this a mixtape That shit, the beat's fucked up and fuck you too bitch |
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