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Back To Front - текст песни



Back To Front


(feat. Killa Kyleon)




[Hook: x2]


Back-back to the front, and to the side


In a Lac-Lac with a blunt, now where the light




[Kyleon:]


I'm in a Lac coming down, I'm gripping grain


Candy paint fifth and grill, on swangs


Hit a button trunk up, see the bang


Neon lights glowing what it say, I'm doing my thang


Southside Dead End, that's what I claim


Where 1-0-7 block nigga, that's where I hang


H-Town, home of the Rockets and the Texans


And we got the cheapest prices, cause we cop em from the Mexicans


Boys mug be on mean, when my drop in they direction


I got bananas on the choppers, I'll pop you if you plexing


My cigarella full of kush, cup full of drank


Layed back in the Lac nigga, fuck what you think




[Hook x4]




[Slim Thug:]


I push a big candy Lac when I ride, layed back on the hide


Trunk cracked beating that, front back side to side


I'm looking super tight, mashing through the red light


Puffing on the purple haze, trying to get my head right


Boss of the block, I got the city locked


Got Killa counting up the scrilla, big gorilla k Nots


Blue toys when I swang, with the Boyz N' Blue gang


Police piece and chain, coming down holding grain


Pop trunk with the bang, while I change like the lane


Looking like a blue train, mayn money ain't a thang


You know the name, Slim Thugga motherfucker


Not a rapper I'm a hustler, acting bad on these suckers




[Hook x4]




[Sir Daily:]


I'm in a candy fleet Caddy, on the dro sweet from Cali


Two prones trailing, and the fleet looking glassy


Everybody asking, who them boys there is


Po'ing up muddy cups, while the ball bats twist


Wood grain in my fist, wirst lit like a light


Fifth swang in my kit, as I sit at the light


I'ma drop it I'ma pop it, as I mash on the throttle


No soda straight lean, as I'm passing the bottle


S-I to the R, that Blue Boy star


You could see me from afar, I know you know who we are


So finessed in my whip, with a vest and a clip


I'm the king like Tip, as I strut down the strip nigga




[Hook x8]



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