They taste it, they taste it they
yeah they comin' right back.
You taste it, you taste it,
Comin' right back yeah you
comin' right back fo' da,

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Get nowThis for them white girl movers,
Big dreams of makin a million offa users.
Go get it his self they call 'em
He got it by the boulder,
Got it by the bird and he got
So he keep one in the holster,
so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try ta' catch the six
I bet them niggas down the street
ain't servin' more then us.
They look like 20's but I'm
chargin' the customer 10,
They give- aways just to lure a
That's why its Bently Coupe time,
Dick, them niggas tippin',
All day they be servin' them 50 packs,
Came to the table and count about 50 stacks,
Caz I know somebody who can
come right over the border
That be the reason why they
they taste it they comin' right back
yeah they comin' right back.
You taste it, you taste it,
Comin' right back yeah you
comin' right back fo' da,
This lil' nigga think he Pablo,
The whole thing in the panel
And even though we from Chicago,
Some kinda way he can get
And if you stop the connection he
I call 'em the Diaz brothers.
How you want it? 'cause he got
They call him shawty blanco,
Junior El (Chavo?), in that
That right connection to them poppy seeds,
'Cause he know someone that'll
And no the knot don't stop,
'Cause these niggas is go get it
from the doc to the block.
And these tips gon' be open,
And these hypes gon' be floation,
I don't put too much on it,
they taste it they comin' right back
yeah they comin' right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you
Comin' right back yeah you
comin' right back fo' da,
fuck nigga play wit me get shot,
Pow- pow- pow from a coupe
(cocaine) big guap, nigga 18 bands will
get 1008 grams of that block.
Fresh up out the pot, I call it water whipped,
Hit it wit the soda make that
Five turn to ten, now that's a Maserati flip.
240 months, now that's a whole lotta years,
Hit him wit the choppa make his fam
I'm a North Memphis nigga,
Send them boys in Chi- town they
Nigga imagine what I been through,
Shawty shot at niggas who,
went to war wit me & my crew.
Gotti them niggas aint pimp like you,
they aint real like you, they ain't trill like you.
They ain't sellin no bricks, they ain't shot no pistol,
niggas ain't on a song wit Twista.
they taste it they comin' right back
yeah they comin' right back.
You taste it, you taste it, you
Comin' right back yeah you
comin' right back fo' da,