Back2Back

[Intro: Tzgwala] (AoM Productions) Back2Back, brrah, haha, ay (HL8) Young bolts of corn They know that it's No Remorse, bow (HL8) Look [Verse 1: Tzgwala, YA] We had the opps in range (What?) Said the mandem 'rove in over (Whip) Big man, this ain't no Volvo sport Tryna leng man down with a toaster (Rah) We put opps in pain Damn, each and one is a boaster (Haha) Big man, this is a local sport And a bro still could be a hoster (Word) We put food in wraps like Taco Bell Can't get a mamosa Bro done yitched man down with his yuck (Ying, ying) Then stepped when I bust that, every ting kosher Man done ditched that out, no fucks On the countryside, man, Tizzy a loner (Lone) For the first time, slanged way in the hood I felt like Scarface, world is mine (Mine) First time, laid eyes on a gun, I was young I was itchin' to hear that bine (Bang, bang) Turned that on, and it turned me mad Like nuttin' can harm me, blud, I'm fine (I'm good) Step on a mot', tryna crash on pricks But they can't far get, they every time (LOL) The bitches stay like "Shit, that's Tizz!" Like what? Did the gyaldem think I'm fine? (Just preein') (Look, look) [Chorus: YA, Tzgwala & Lucii] You don't know about aim Run up and spray, I don't care about fame Like a easy stain, three Z's on the dog go straight to the brain Step out on a slidey mission with gangdem I scream "Who's got chat for the mandem?" Where's the paigons? Man, I can't stand them Do it, select, fuck doin' a random We're young and we're hungry, cash-go getters My young G got a pumpy When he rise it, only TT tekkers We all fly straight, no dyke, no chessers Step out on a slidey miss' with the guys YA loves doin' it twice Tizzy on the back of the bike Don't get yourself slashed, we'll fill it with bine [Verse 2: Lucii] Lucii's back, I'm back from limbo (I'm back) I know all the fans dem miss me (Miss me) Ching a man up 'til his wounds turn stinky Whoosh 'til I poke his kidney (Splash, splash) Do up a Ritz in the OT spot To avoid them jakes, wan' nick me (Nick me) Pray to the Devil and pray to the Gods I keep balance, the powers are with me Sold my soul for a piece of the pie (I sold) And its pie is nice (Nice) Can't you tell 'bout the jumbo belly? I'm eatin' right, and I'm livin' life (Livin' life) Them man there can't relate And they're paranoid for their life When Reeko done got-got It was also funny, his knees were high I got too many man on my knife But come next year, I want me double (Double) Don't think I'm in the music ting I keep myself out of trouble (Out of trouble) I ain't like them, I still bang skengs The music bread just plays for the bells (Boom-bow) That come out at the end of the muzzle (Boom-bow) I made them man, them meet their end (Their end) [Chorus: YA, Tzgwala & Lucii] You don't know about aim (Where you're from?) Run up and spray, I don't care about fame Like a easy stain, three Z's on the dog go straight to the brain Step out on a slidey mission with gangdem I scream "Who's got chat for the mandem?" Where's the paigons? Man, I can't stand them Do it, select, fuck doin' a random We're young and we're hungry, cash-go getters My young G got a pumpy When he rise it, only TT tekkers We all fly straight, no dyke, no chessers Step out on a slidey miss' with the guys YA loves doin' it twice Tizzy on the back of the bike Don't get yourself slashed, we'll fill it with bine (Ay, ay) [Verse 3: YA] G-check my man, but he weren't from there Say less, bro, just leave him Gon' circle the whole damn evening (Skrr) Ay, tryna see someone bleedin' Right foot on the gas, speedin' Hop out the car, see ten man skeetin' Don't think 'cause a man does drill That a man don't drill, it's facts I'm speakin' (Facts, facts) Real facts, I ain't tellin' them lies (Nope) Young G's been sellin' them pies In the opp block trips, been wettin' them guys Lilo stepped out with a weapon and died (Rah) 20 man caught me slippin', fuck it Back out my weapon and fight I'm with V, and you know what he's grippin' Run up, back get peppered and bine (Grrt) Bag up, bag it, twist it, tag it Said it already, I will say it again Pull up, scatter, 'ceal it, bang it Sprayed it already, I will spray it again (Bow, bow) I'm with Luc', no meds (None) Two-two on the right and the left I got teks, you'll get kweffed Not leaving until something's wet (Stained) [Outro] (HL8) (HL8) (AoM Productions)