Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up off Me

What's up y'all? It's the green-ster
should be played in residential neighborhoods
Clubs, cars, at high
Get Wodies, at high volume

I'm a down south so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a coast nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a east coast nigga so fuck niggaz
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck niggaz

I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all
I'm a west nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a east coast so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a Midwest so fuck y'all niggaz

Rented gat in his ride, Wodie throw 'em up
We no limit soldiers 'til the day that we die
And everybody in my be rowdy
Oh, boot up, or up, or get routed

I'm from the streets and I hang killers
I make by the ghetto for the thugs and killers
Wodie respect my hood, CP3
Nigga and Magic and Snoop, over with me

'Cause I'm a uptown nigga so fuck y'all
If we got problems we gon' bust them
Throw them thangs boy, like Sugar Mosley
Shake them haters, y'all can't hold me

I'm a down south nigga so y'all niggaz
I'm a coast nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a east coast nigga so y'all niggaz
I'm a Midwest nigga so y'all niggaz

I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all
I'm a west nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a east coast nigga so y'all niggaz
I'm a Midwest nigga so y'all niggaz

Get up, nigga tear da club up
If you ain't 'bout rowdy then back the fuck up
Y'all, when I'm comin' you hear the chopper go blaka, blaka
I came to tear the roof off motherfucker

The hyper y'all get the harder I
And won't stop until they start a in this bitch
When I the mic I set the bitch on fire
Who say they harder? They are motherfuckin'

I touch the stage the crowd go
The devil raised me, you motherfuckers can't me
Mr. 9th ward, better this
I keep my head in the air I know I'm the shit

I'm a down nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a west coast nigga so fuck y'all
I'm a east coast so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck niggaz

I'm a down south so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a west coast so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a east nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck niggaz

B O U T it
Tear this motherfuckin' club up, get rowdy
Big D-O-double-G in this son of a bitch
Gotcha runnin' I'm comin' with that south shit

Close your mouth bitch, bitch
Whatchu thought We gon' stay rich
Well, the goes, we slangin' hoes
y'all be payin' hoes, we g'd up
And we pushin' pony-ups

And the heat where the homie goes
And the homie
No and dogghouse keep it crack-a-lackin'
actin', rip-rackin', gun clappin' and chip stackin'

I'm a down south nigga so fuck niggaz
I'm a west coast nigga so fuck niggaz
I'm a east coast nigga so y'all niggaz
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck y'all

up off me
Bitch, get off me
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I'm a 3rd ward so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a 9th nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a long beach nigga so fuck y'all
I'm a no limit nigga so y'all niggaz

Shake haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them off
Shake them off, shake them haters off
Which one of motherfuckers [Incomprehensible]
the fuck up

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them haters off, shake them haters off
Fuck the world
We Wodie, No Limit, Snoop P and Magic
So what I want to do right now bounce

Shake them haters off, shake them off
Shake them haters off, them haters off
Shake haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake them off

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Shake them haters off, them haters off
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Yo snoop, it's your country master P man
The black Tony Montana, I wanna you
Thank you for everything you did for No
We won the fuckin' war

We can do what we wanna do this
It no limit Snoop, you been good to me
Now, it's for me to be good to you
I'm 'bout to you your own blocks Wodie

You do what you do
Bring 'em in, we get the kilos the south to the west
We ship 'em, give it to the
Sell it to the fuckin' record

Tell the fuckin' to shut up
it still ain't No Limit
I know thought this was the last meal
But they don't realize it ain't the last deal

It's me and you baby, toast to success
house, No Limit, to the fuckin' world man
Last on that puta, you fuckin' cockroaches