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Dissin Video (MV)




Performed By: 22Gz
Featuring: SPMB Bills
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Jeffrey Alexander
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22Gz - Dissin Lyrics
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[ Featuring SPMB Bills ]

(I got Hitman on the beat)
Gang
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Gang, gang, gang
Sniper the Blixky (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talkin' critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)
It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talking critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck

If we catch him slippin' in front of that Kennedy Chicken
Somebody gon' end up a victim (victim, victim)
I send my stepper the bag and the addy
Go get him, he spinnin', he really a killer (spin it, spin it)
Won't leave a witness, after he finished
He slipped through the river, got rid of the brick (got rid of that shit)
If you ain't jump in the car when them steppers out bendin'
I ain't tryna hear what you singin'
Louis the linen (facts), jewelry blingin', bands
Can't see folks in the car 'cause it's tinted (folk)
He said it's smoke, we gon' park where he livin'
All I do point, they gon' spark and it's finished (gang, gang, gang)
We give him the tummy shot, get him to shit up
How he gon' breathe when this shit hit his liver?
(How he gon' breathe when this shit hit his liver?)
Walk up, close range, give him the shivers
He caught a bullet for playin' the middle (gang, gang, gang, blick)

It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talkin' critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)
It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talking critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)

Uh-huh, yeah
It's the president Blixky from Flatbush (wait)
And you can't get shot, tryna act up
See these bullets hit harder than Mack trucks
So you gotta think smarter and mask up (slatt)
It's a race to the bread, better catch up (skrrt)
In them foreigns I'm ridin', I'm gassed up (real)
Know these niggas is dyin' to pass us (ha)
It's the presi' and general Blixky, we roll with a semi
We known to hit any, I'm spinnin' that dough mixed with fetty
Body for body, who ready? I sold in the lobby already
I'm smokin' that Za', got me deady
I got me a cougar no Freddy (Treesha)
I used to play cards with my celly
Still screamin', "Free that boy Skrelly"
R.I.P. Richie and Melly, this shit can get hot like it's Nelly (uh-huh?)

It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talkin' critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)
It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talking critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)
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English

(I got Hitman on the beat)
Gang
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Gang, gang, gang
Sniper the Blixky (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talkin' critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)
It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talking critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck

If we catch him slippin' in front of that Kennedy Chicken
Somebody gon' end up a victim (victim, victim)
I send my stepper the bag and the addy
Go get him, he spinnin', he really a killer (spin it, spin it)
Won't leave a witness, after he finished
He slipped through the river, got rid of the brick (got rid of that shit)
If you ain't jump in the car when them steppers out bendin'
I ain't tryna hear what you singin'
Louis the linen (facts), jewelry blingin', bands
Can't see folks in the car 'cause it's tinted (folk)
He said it's smoke, we gon' park where he livin'
All I do point, they gon' spark and it's finished (gang, gang, gang)
We give him the tummy shot, get him to shit up
How he gon' breathe when this shit hit his liver?
(How he gon' breathe when this shit hit his liver?)
Walk up, close range, give him the shivers
He caught a bullet for playin' the middle (gang, gang, gang, blick)

It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talkin' critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)
It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talking critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)

Uh-huh, yeah
It's the president Blixky from Flatbush (wait)
And you can't get shot, tryna act up
See these bullets hit harder than Mack trucks
So you gotta think smarter and mask up (slatt)
It's a race to the bread, better catch up (skrrt)
In them foreigns I'm ridin', I'm gassed up (real)
Know these niggas is dyin' to pass us (ha)
It's the presi' and general Blixky, we roll with a semi
We known to hit any, I'm spinnin' that dough mixed with fetty
Body for body, who ready? I sold in the lobby already
I'm smokin' that Za', got me deady
I got me a cougar no Freddy (Treesha)
I used to play cards with my celly
Still screamin', "Free that boy Skrelly"
R.I.P. Richie and Melly, this shit can get hot like it's Nelly (uh-huh?)

It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talkin' critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)
It's the general Blixky from Flatbush (Blixky from Flatbush)
If you gon' be dissin' then you can't be slippin'
That's how you end up in a Backwood (end up in a Backwood)
I'm talking critical, he ain't gon' never get back up (man down, man down)
Roll his pack up, spin in a rental shoot for his dome by his temple
He ain't see the black truck (gang, gang, gang)
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Writer: Jeffrey Alexander
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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