Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up In This Bitch

Somebody die in this bitch
We to air it out

I don't know what convinced you to the Mobb
Must of been bent straight of the
Once you crossed path, fuck with that cash
Quick, have a sick clique get up in that ass

Gold Pee, nigga with the in his ass
Pretty homey with the mack in the grass
They buck you, then fuck your boo, she shit at?
Then we profit from it and it on the tridack
(Track)

Letting the world you a bitch ass kidat
(Cat)
And how your own hood you, where you live at
be hey all day, how you let him do that
Noyd and his clique I think you get at

But don't gas your dog, he built for that
I will spit em all right through his fitted
(Cap)
Jump out the midackon Broadway and Houston
(Mack)
Right in of thousand and put it in efidack, I'm a pay
(Effect)

The is out, Noyd is out
And he to air it out
Oh, y'all think it's a game, better bring things
He gonna show you what a gangsta's

The is out, Noyd is out
And he to air it out
Oh, y'all think it's a game, better those things
He gonna show you what a gangsta's

Ayo, better back up off please
When you got tough, huh? Thun you me
You grind enough you're a Mr. Softy
Truly the Ruger will kill you

we see then, yeah, who the boss be
Smoke your little clique a bag of the Hersey
How the it's all good, nigga, the hood is thirsty
Peep the big six and you to test me
Gon' make my gun spit, y'all niggas me

Gon' have my gun, sitting on ear piece
Having your screaming, "Please don't kill me"
I don't owe you shit and I ain't your
I don't own the six I own the

And I'm sitting deep this, nigga, sweet candy
You niggas want beef, you know get at me
QB nigga, why you can't stand me
(You 'cause)

The word is out, is out
And he to air it out
Oh, y'all it's a game, better bring those things
He gonna show you a gangsta's about

The is out, Noyd is out
And he to air it out
Oh, y'all think a game, better bring those things
He gonna show you what a about

See, we don't back down, we go pound for
Tech for tech, right on the block emptying
Buck something, leave mothafuckas hitting the
And one by one mothafuckas be dead

The word is out, is out
East Coast, West Coast, down to the dirty
anybody flossin', I'm airing it out
With the nine tips, man, I'm spittin' em out
out 'cause I'm emptying out for that bling

That watch and chain put a bullet in your brain
Not a thing I'm a gangsta, this is I do
Go to war, with the and eat niggas food

I'm starvin' I'm robbin' that's how it is then
If I'm lying, I'm word to everything I love
get it twist, nigga 'cause I twist niggas cap back
That QB gutter shit, it bidack
(Back)

The word is out, is out
And he to air it out
Oh, y'all think it's a game, better those things
He show you what a gangsta's about

The is out, Noyd is out
And he to air it out
Oh, y'all think it's a game, better those things
He gonna show you what a about