S.T.O Dre - No Turning Back

Uh ok he walking out the door
When you see his ass splat his ass make sure nobody know
Spin back put one in his back make sure he dead fasho
Pick up the shells so 12 can not tell and then we keep it low
Uh ok he walking out the door
When you see his ass splat his ass make sure nobody know
Spin back put one in his back make sure he dead fasho
Pick up the shells so 12 can not tell and then we keep it low
Ain't no get back for yo homie
Stretched his ass like some gum
Love it when the opps hide hide and seek is more fun
Automatic on that Glock so you cannot outrun
Why you pocket watching nigga get yo fucking bands up bum
Too real for this industry they won't let me in
Spitting right off the fucking dome I don't need no pen
Don't ask me for anything don't got shit to lend
I been making boss moves on my own I don't need no friends
Ain't no turning back nah nah to the old me
Like why he turn his back yah yah cause he a phony
Ain't no turning back nah nah to the old me
Like why he turn his back yah yah cause he a phony

Written by:
Ernest Green

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S.T.O Dre

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