Back in Blood (Remix)

6 bands, 6 rings, boy we ran off with 6 chains
666 I’m like a devil when I’m moving with that thang
I took a risk, I took a gamble, Back in Blood I took his name,
Wish a pooh nigga would do me Sheisty,
Cause that’s the day he played

I’m from the corner you get O’s put in you if you ain’t on yo block
R.I.P Von, I’m from N-Y the hands what I was taught
Niggas blasting it be quick to lose all that shit that was fought
Man I hate this music shit, the streets been having me fucked up

Fuck it, I am what I am, it is what it is
I’m on your corner with some get back niggas, look for ya kids
His auntie crying taking dick, cause she done brought me in the crib
B4 in the other room robbing the stash from her kids

(Wrrooo)

Don’t be the one to the start the war
I got niggas Police minding, no freeze just busting through doors
Flashlights up on the shoty, AR’s with lasers tap through cores
Lasers up on the AR’s
Smoke about my troops,
Then I’ll get yours, damn

Bitch I’m located real far, never hiding, how they claim? when diamonds don’t cut out in the dark so I’m still shining
They been hating on the kid, no 9 to 5 but I’m still grinding
Strap me to the Bible up in court, my nigga I’m still lying, aye

6 bands, 6 rings, boy we ran off with 6 chains
666 I’m like a devil when I’m moving with that thang
I took a risk, I took a gamble, Back in Blood I took his name,
Wish a pooh nigga would do me Sheisty,
Cause that’s the day he played

I’m from the corner you get O’s put in you if you ain’t on yo block
R.I.P Von, I’m from N-Y the hands what I was taught
Niggas blasting it be quick to lose all that shit that was fought
Man I hate this music shit, the streets been having me fucked up

Let’s be honest I gotta rocket in my closet, my brodie don’t think I cock it, my sister just thinks it’s nonsense
A murder don’t make me nauseous,
I-Ran with a mask, we bombing
Got Taliban who play offense,
You give me a target I’m on it nigga

Who want smoke? Back in blood, come make a name if you wanna die
Bitches talking, I’m strictly about money, not moni don’t waste my time
I get goosebumps, up on a lick, the only time a feel alive,
Ironic cause all we trynna do is take a nigga life

I been off the street, for a minute, but I’ll jump out with heat
I got no opps anymore, I settled scores, and ended all the beefs (they gone)
I up the charts, so please don’t make me turn right back in to the streets
Cause I will take your Voice, make sure only his family, feels R.I.P’s

6 bands, 6 rings, boy we ran off with 6 chains
666 I’m like a devil when I’m moving with that thang
I took a risk, I took a gamble, Back in Blood I took his name,
Wish a pooh nigga would do me Sheisty,
Cause that’s the day he played

I’m from the corner you get O’s put in you if you ain’t on yo block (don't run, don't trip)
R.I.P Von, I’m from N-Y the hands what I was taught
Niggas blasting it be quick to lose all that shit that was fought
Man I hate this music shit, the streets been having me fucked up