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Allrounda Productions - Bring It Back Rough Unmixed Lyrics

[Verse 1] (Big White)
Big White is back, and I got the shit on lock down
These bitches all over dick, so you can call them hoes the cock hounds
Fuck with my crew, cause it don't get no better
Found a corner kick bitch, I'm just waiting on my header
Before I fucked this one bitch, I heard it was kind of flimsy
We're chilling in Tampa, just smoking like some chimneys
I'm so fucking high that I'm sitting on top of the world
Just heard your bullshit music so I guess it's time to hurl
Put a hurtin' on you niggas, I'm slayin' on you niggas
I don't hear shit, so I guess that fuckin' figures
And yeah I'm goin' so ham, fuck are y'all thinkin'?
Shoot you in the head, Abraham Lincoln
Big White bitch and I'm king of the weed
I'm so fucking high, I need binoculars to see
And fuck everybody because this is my time
I fucked a fifty cent piece, y'all can keep them fuckin dimes, what?

[Verse 2] (A-Game)
I got a license to kill shit, when I'm in the building
I be revealing I'm one of the illest with that real shit
That hip hop, that horrorcore, that smoke a blunt and ride to it
High in the whip, or we could even do some fight music
We bring it sick, like a virus infection
You whine all the time, while I'm high on the best shit
You silent like a mime, while I rhyme with intentions
Of killing off your ass like a massive extinction
Fuck some dynamite, I'll blow up like I'm nuclear
We on the shit to have you flying out to Jupiter
You rap stupid, but your lifestyle is stupider
Step up to the mic, with me and White, and we will ruin ya
And leave you bloody like some cherry Robitussin
I'll fuck shit up myself, or go to Amp and meet McGlovin
I'm lovin' this rap shit, this mixtape is just practice
Just wait 'til we take your chick right back to the crib with minimal mackin'