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H4l Moe Moe - Right Back Lyrics



H4l Moe Moe - Right Back Lyrics
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You say u wanna hear that raw shit, that big boss shit
Ice drippin heavy, all the hoes said get off then
20 in jewels, wit 10 thou in my cults bitch
Naked hoes runnin thru the loft and it ain't cost shit
Niggaz still playin phone tag and ain't bought shit
You gotta line in the sticks, we can talk then
Dry runs, we don't do those, give it a week and get froze
The next day we gone double the load
Niggaz be hanging wit well known rats, how u accept it
You gone kill the Nigga, gotta kill the Nigga can't neglect it
Respected through out the city
Niggaz say they kill me
Good sticks wit 50s
My niggaz a do u filthy
Got a habit f*ckin wit them niggaz who ain't got it all
I mean foreal leave u stankin in yo mama yard
Nigga ain't hoes over here I ain't got a card
Dead men gone and forgetting cause we got em chalked
Bulldogs but we fresh then bitch
You boo'd up wit that thot, i'm in the vet wit that shit
You at Yo mama house nigga you ain't flexin on shit
Lil dumb ass, come add up my neck and my wrist
She on my dick cause my chain swinging
Them niggaz wanna cop from me for the same reason
We don't get it in foreal? what you lames thinkin
Being fake over real? Bitch I can't see it
Big Bally's, these cost a nigga 5
Shit green got a nigga out in Boston wit them slides
We ain't big on arguments so if you talkin we gone slide
Pick yo coffin and yo tie, watch em cough until he, die
I told niggaz once b4 about the life the live
I repent cause everyday I live my life in sin
The blue faces in my pockets big
Remember niggaz couldn't spot me 10? nah I got it bitch
I told them hoes on the gram, i'm tryna f*ck something
But ain't no cumin to the suite if u don't suck nothing
I f*ck bestfriends, sisters and I f*ck cousins
You a freak, she a freak, guess we love f*ckin
Ima Mack I don't love nothing, maybe the cheese
All the hoes want perks, bring em str8 on to me
How many pills can you stuff? come and play 4 the team
All this muthaf*ckin ballin I can play in the league
All this ice on dancin, damn I'm making a scene
F*ck her, now i'm disgusted, quick to make a hoe leave
F*ck wit me? I don't know, I a make yo bitch plead
That was yo bitch but still yo bitch but she gone shake it 4 me
In a hellcat wit Hustle, nigga spin this bitch
If we crash nigga f*ck it we gone flip this bitch
And if we fall off today we gone get back rich
Sit down and make a plan so we can get that shit
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You say u wanna hear that raw shit, that big boss shit
Ice drippin heavy, all the hoes said get off then
20 in jewels, wit 10 thou in my cults bitch
Naked hoes runnin thru the loft and it ain't cost shit
Niggaz still playin phone tag and ain't bought shit
You gotta line in the sticks, we can talk then
Dry runs, we don't do those, give it a week and get froze
The next day we gone double the load
Niggaz be hanging wit well known rats, how u accept it
You gone kill the Nigga, gotta kill the Nigga can't neglect it
Respected through out the city
Niggaz say they kill me
Good sticks wit 50s
My niggaz a do u filthy
Got a habit f*ckin wit them niggaz who ain't got it all
I mean foreal leave u stankin in yo mama yard
Nigga ain't hoes over here I ain't got a card
Dead men gone and forgetting cause we got em chalked
Bulldogs but we fresh then bitch
You boo'd up wit that thot, i'm in the vet wit that shit
You at Yo mama house nigga you ain't flexin on shit
Lil dumb ass, come add up my neck and my wrist
She on my dick cause my chain swinging
Them niggaz wanna cop from me for the same reason
We don't get it in foreal? what you lames thinkin
Being fake over real? Bitch I can't see it
Big Bally's, these cost a nigga 5
Shit green got a nigga out in Boston wit them slides
We ain't big on arguments so if you talkin we gone slide
Pick yo coffin and yo tie, watch em cough until he, die
I told niggaz once b4 about the life the live
I repent cause everyday I live my life in sin
The blue faces in my pockets big
Remember niggaz couldn't spot me 10? nah I got it bitch
I told them hoes on the gram, i'm tryna f*ck something
But ain't no cumin to the suite if u don't suck nothing
I f*ck bestfriends, sisters and I f*ck cousins
You a freak, she a freak, guess we love f*ckin
Ima Mack I don't love nothing, maybe the cheese
All the hoes want perks, bring em str8 on to me
How many pills can you stuff? come and play 4 the team
All this muthaf*ckin ballin I can play in the league
All this ice on dancin, damn I'm making a scene
F*ck her, now i'm disgusted, quick to make a hoe leave
F*ck wit me? I don't know, I a make yo bitch plead
That was yo bitch but still yo bitch but she gone shake it 4 me
In a hellcat wit Hustle, nigga spin this bitch
If we crash nigga f*ck it we gone flip this bitch
And if we fall off today we gone get back rich
Sit down and make a plan so we can get that shit
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Writer: ARNIYL JAMAL MITCHELL
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Length: 2:07
Written by: ARNIYL JAMAL MITCHELL
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