I'm Back - DD Osama.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : David Reyes/Elias Cash Reitzfeld/Jeremy Arbesfeld
[00:01.404][Intro]
[00:01.461]Frraow, frraow, frraow
[00:05.334]Baow, baow, baow
[00:07.046](Elvis)
[00:08.455]Baow, baow, ah, ah, ah, nigga
[00:10.578](Ayo, Eli, what the ****?)
[00:13.909]You know what the **** goin' on, nigga
[00:15.975]1417
[00:19.417]Smokin' a lot of dead niggas (On bro)
[00:24.105]How the **** you're dead, nigga? (How the **** y'all niggas dead?)
[00:25.855]Nigga, **** your dead mother (Nigga, **** your dead mother)
[00:28.800]****? (Baow) **** wrong with that, nigga? (Baow, baow)
[00:32.946]I'ma smoke his dead mother (I'm on my bullshit)
[00:35.693]Ah, ah, ah, ah-ah
[00:38.223][Chorus]
[00:40.207]Oh, he thought he was safe? Like (Oh, he thought he was safe?)
[00:41.559]'Til we got up on him (On bro)
[00:43.093]Big B gon' hop out and toss him (Baow)
[00:44.525]And Adot gon' flock him, no need for the talkin', like (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
[00:46.516]Boogieman pop out, no hoodie (No hoodie)
[00:48.240]Bet my torch'll toast him (Baow, ayy)
[00:49.678]I don't even know why is he runnin'
[00:51.207]Nigga, he gon' get him, nigga, he gon' off him (Baow, baow, baow)
[00:51.839]
[00:52.104][Verse 1]
[00:52.882]Now it's back to the block, smoke dead opps
[00:55.255]Know an opp who got killed by a leg shot (Leg shot)
[00:56.579]Niggas be chattin', but don't nеver do shit (Never do)
[00:58.216]You see mе with my G, I'ma use it, like (Baow, baow)
[00:59.818]Nigga, I go ruthless
[01:01.412]Money on his head, make 'em wanna do it (Do it)
[01:03.026]Bitch, I got them to do it, niggas really shoot shit
[01:05.143]But play with your life, you gon' lose it (On bro)
[01:06.899]Red beam on the Glock, switchy in the back
[01:07.879]Shit shoot automatic, it shoot like a TEC, like
[01:10.703]We the ones makin' the mess
[01:11.906]But we shootin' that bitch, niggas stuck in they head, like
[01:14.168]We tryna get him stretched
[01:15.310]'Cause if we see that nigga, fill him up with lead, like (Baow, baow, baow)
[01:17.156]No, you can't aim for the leg
[01:18.541]Nigga, do him the worst, hit him in the head
[01:20.151]Nigga, 'bout to make shit tragic
[01:21.777]Lotti had died from that hit at his back, shit (Lotti)
[01:23.652]Niggas tellin' me chill, I ain't havin' it
[01:25.189]'Cause they mentionin' bro like he wasn't the backend
[01:26.909]Ten bands and I promise it's happenin' (On bro)
[01:28.591]You can't chill over here, you ain't doin' the clappin' (Baow, baow, baow)
[01:30.174]Like, bro went on a hit with a MAC
[01:31.804]And he caught a hit and he almost a clapper
[01:33.521]Like, I got dead niggas in this blunt
[01:35.170]Give a **** what they say, they ain't tellin' me nothin' (They ain't tellin' me nothin')
[01:36.777]You can try to slide if you want
[01:38.525]Bet we be the ones to turn y'all into Runtz
[01:40.162]Nigga say my name in his tracks, like bet
[01:41.850]Like, I'm 'bout to tell him again (Against)
[01:43.601]Go get me his glass one, I'ma give you ten
[01:45.186]**** it, I'ma add an extra ten (On bro)
[01:46.906]'Cause he mentioned my bro tryna get some clout
[01:48.501]Now I'm openin' his māthā
[01:49.333]I just want them to push up, I'ma make him suffer (On bro)
[01:51.404]Think me and my gun won't touch you? (Won't what?)
[01:52.871]You think these French tips won't rush you? (Won't what?)
[01:54.473]Me and my dolie, nigga, I'll clap, like (Baow, baow, baow)
[01:56.340]But whole time, I don't have to (I don't have to)
[01:57.999]Hit on your head, I can say that it's bad for you (On bro)
[01:58.549]
[01:58.732][Chorus]
[01:59.540]Oh, he thought he was safe? Like
[02:01.590]'Til we got up on him ('Til we got up)
[02:03.122]Big B gon' hop out and toss him (Baow)
[02:04.570]And Adot gon' flock him, no need for the talkin', like (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
[02:06.480]Boogieman pop out, no hoodie (No hoodie)
[02:07.855]Bet my torch'll toast him
[02:09.841]I don't even know why is he runnin' (Ayy, nigga, why he runnin'?)
[02:11.275]Nigga, he gon' get him, nigga, he gon' off him (Nigga, he gon' off)
[02:11.743]
[02:11.955][Verse 2]
[02:13.140]Niggas on my dick, I'm 'bout to make it lit (Make it lit)
[02:15.180]Light that, I can say he a spliff (Ayy, ayy)
[02:16.875]Why they actin' like we ain't the ones takin' trips?
[02:18.412]Lot of niggas that died, can say they a bitch (On bro)
[02:20.129]Big opp thought he'd blick
[02:21.895]Face shot, should've been in a ditch (On bro)
[02:23.605]I don't know why niggas diss
[02:25.284]Like we ain't the ones really takin' trips (On bro, nigga)
[02:25.792]
[02:26.042][Outro]
[02:26.763]Niggas thought I was done, nigga? Nigga, no nigga
[02:30.641]Tryna catch me, tryna catch me, ooh, nigga
[02:34.303]From the, from the, nigga, from the courts
[02:37.066]Yeah, 'cause they dissin' my brother