Backstreets

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bakarii] Iced out [?] Bakarii will put your lights out [?] your watch and chain, all about my rout I hit the freeway, [?] my prodict, I'm juggernaughtic They wanna know where I stash [?] my proffit Pull my rife out, set my scope, and then I snipe out These niggas pussy, I'm villain, it ain't no doubt [?] niggas shaken and shivver [?] niggas break jaws for fun, blaze cribs with guns Stack ones and hunds Keep my name off your tongue They call me villain for life, with the smoke in my lungs [?] Blood or cuz, but all my villains got gloves Touch counterfeit niggas, with the butt of my gun [?] like a rino, when I ride out [?] bitch niggas, blow they mind out [?] mac a pimp, my niggas, we throw the dice out [?] iced out [Chorus ?] You can find me in them backstreets With something sweet in the backseat On them backstreets Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets We hustling [?] backstreets [?] You can find me in them backstreets With something sweet in the backseat On them backstreets Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets We hustling [?] backstreets [?] [Verse 2: Bakarii] [?] send my ninjas out with power rifles You talking shit, I thought I told you not to fuck with Michael [?] hustle hard, and never stifle [?] my business plan, and never fuck with niggas like you [?] like a rapper man, rap about what he never did I'm in the backstreets, rapping up the contraband My shit so poetant, [?] catch a contact Fuck with my soldiers, [?] provoking, [?] combat Topple my adversaries, master vision, actionary [?] tell [?] nigga mackin by the sack I carey I'm grippin woodgrain, wet paint, black cherry I'm in them backstreets, mackin on my Blackberry [?] genetic, you can tell where my section is I'm a perfectionest, [?] So fuck a sucker, [?] toe tag to his toes And send this message to my foes [Chorus ?] You can find me in them backstreets With something sweet in the backseat On them backstreets Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets We hustling [?] backstreets [?] You can find me in them backstreets With something sweet in the backseat On them backstreets Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets We hustling [?] backstreets [?] [Verse 3: Dame Dub] It's a cold world, they say we responsibil Nobody's invisible, [?] snowman's [?] [?] a place I can go [?] safe and [?] [?] optional I can drive inside the ride, [?] with K's There's no [?] getting slayed Here he stand, a man, [?] smoke Slow folks get promos, [?] ghost [?] nothing like the [?] [?] all wild and obnoxious [?] my hood niggas [?] When I aproach a good nigga, it's a beautiful thing [?] I can't even wash dishes, Macdonalds minemom wage So I ride with my seat back, behind black tints This is the diary of [?] [Chorus ?] You can find me in them backstreets With something sweet in the backseat On them backstreets Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets We hustling [?] backstreets [?] You can find me in them backstreets With something sweet in the backseat On them backstreets Anatomy of a mac, cause in them backstreets We hustling [?] backstreets [?]