Fatal Lucciauno - Blow Out Your Back lyrics

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Fatal Lucciauno - Blow Out Your Back lyrics

[Hook] n***as talkin' that sh** in the hood like I won't blow out your back I'm a gangsta When you see me in a low rider better know I'm on the Mac See muthaf**as know I'm a gangsta See muthaf**as know I'm a rida When I put the shells up inside ya Imma blow out your back [Verse 1] f** you thought it was it's the life Daryl Strawberry Rick James on the mic Dope b**h n***as don't get it Slow flow so cold so lifted Betty Boo n***as animated thugs How you on the block if you always in the club sh**, you n***as need a hug Booty Glock ma**euse bodies gettin' touched The hood McVeigh Cherry Block monster Rob zombie sparker black Bob Barker The Price is Right your life get snatched Hospital bed your line goin' flat Got caught flossin' that happens too often The great at your wake pissin' on your coffin This is fact n***a, you get smacked n***a f** what you heard I ain't one of these rap n***as [Hook] [Verse 2] f** all that rap sh**, fake guy tactics Dope acrobatics, birds do backflips Blow the dutch you know this much I clap n***as in the chest til their shoulders touch sh** get greasy you'll be sleepy Have a b**h burn you like Eazy Stock disciples I bang like a rifle That's like going against God with a Bible What the f** you don't get it Blow dro f** hoes so exquisite Never trust a b**h she'll set you up Now I throw you a little a** to shut you up But you never catch me up I feel an itch whenever I see a snitch, yup eczema Let it settle in the veteran never quit And you quick to switch, Will Smith [Hook] [Verse 3] My name Lil Fae SK's gang bang Little n***as on the block push rock [?] This that blick brack, gang bang lips drop Hip hop it's hot n***a give me this watch 04's, 45's, 3 8's, then nines Hawks and hammers either way you die b**h n***as get slapped hood n***as feel that Not enough real one's I'm about to change that What n***as wanna do I put it to his ribs No hesitation in front of his kids Where I'm from you can't be scared fam Home alone with the rock call me mailman I'm something out a scary movie You a car with no ignition just don't move me I'm really on some other sh** Switchblade sick made Brother Lynch [Hook]