Hunxho – Back Again Lyrics

Back Again

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"Back Again." - Hunxho

Monday, 19 October 2026, 05:03 am

Album: Humble As Ever

Track No: 01

Yeah
Break no card, nigga
Get a hundred every night, I was tryna get a hundred every night
And this on P, I'd spin for dog right now
While he locked up, speak on C, huh

'Member I spinned, my shit clicked up
Dub back that same night, it was four of us niggas sticked up
I pray to God my gun don't jam again, go blam again
Remember they picked Lil Phat up for that case 'bout Candler Inn
And I pray we don't go back again, my nigga back again
Nigga ever diss, still vent online, shit, he won't rap again
And Young Choo, he like the biggest, he got niggas tappin' in
Niggas gon' spin his block like back to back
Young Boobie smackin' shit, and that's for gang

Nigga ever reach for one of these TV chains, his biggest slang
When I tear them niggas down, ain't no one-up on my gang
You know it's solid as they come, bitch, ain't no blemish on my name
He won't make it out that box alive for snitchin' on my gang

He still alive because we let him live, I won't get him
I was still slidin' when I had signed, this on my mama, nigga

Plug nothin' but blazers in my section, it's a hundred pistols

Just know we sent him up already if I had ever dissed him

This on God, yeah
Man took his gun, like, when the hell he get so hard? Yeah
Like, when he turned to dog? Yeah
Four underdogs who be outgunnin' dogs, but humble, dawg
Survival of the killers, no survival in this jungle, dawg
I had got his chain, who got his watch? Who had stomped him out?
And if he speak on Choo, I shot him out, this shit for the block
When I'm out for lick, then put a switch on everybody Glock
If we go and spin, then he outside, then everybody drop
He came for a feature, then I took him down just for a watch

I was hittin' cars all by myself, ain't have nobody watchin'
If I see one better, then I ain't gon' hesitate to hop in
Hit the car up right there by them, he had my nigga blocked in
They had my whole gang sittin' in
The cab, police could never stop shit

Sticked up, bro got some shit, and I could die in a high school
No, they ain't on that, niggas actors, they might need an Oscar

Let me in this block up, bitch, don't even play
No games, want war? Get added to the roster

And dog been on them Addies, just don't make that shit a problem

Like monkey see or monkey do, I see an opp, I follow
Pull up right beside him in this V and get to hittin' this chopper
It ain't nothin' but garbage with me
Niggas playin', they gon' mosh up
Send gang a scary sight, you thinkin' 'bout this shit'll haunt you
I know you been sleepin' with that

Rod 'cause gang been on your country
When I see you, better have your rod, you know how bad I want you
Don't get made a plate, these niggas
Eat, oh, yeah, they got them munchies
We was at that Citgo every day, we on the block with junkies
Dog still in the spot, make that bitch beat that motherfucker, bunk it

If he go to grave when we slide, that motherfucker lucky

Yeah, shit get ugly

When I had somethin', I still tryna smash somethin'
I ain't fuckin' with no leech, fan, I pass on 'em

High speed chase right on I-20, hit the gas on 'em
This Hellcat do mad numbers

'Member I spinned, my shit clicked up
Dub back that same night, it was four of us niggas sticked up
I pray to God my gun don't jam again, go blam again
Remember they picked Lil Phat up for that case 'bout Candler Inn
And I pray we don't go back again, my nigga back again
Nigga ever diss, still vent online, shit, he won't rap again
And Young Choo, he like the biggest, he got niggas tappin' in
Niggas gon' spin his block like back to back
Young Boobie smackin' shit, and that's for gang

Writer(s): Yetty & Luke Leath.

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