Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up off Me

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

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

I'm a south nigga so fuck 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 so fuck y'all niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

Get bucked up, nigga tear da 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 a fight in this bitch
When I touch the mic I set the bitch on
Who say they They are motherfuckin' liar

I touch the the crowd go crazy
The devil raised me, you can't fade me
Mr. 9th ward, better respect
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 niggaz
I'm a east coast nigga so y'all niggaz
I'm a nigga so fuck y'all niggaz

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 fuck niggaz
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck niggaz

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

your mouth bitch, dogghouse bitch
Whatchu thought motherfucker? We stay rich
Well, the sayin' goes, we slangin'
While y'all be hoes, we g'd up
And we pushin' pony-ups

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

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

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

Shake them haters off, shake them off
Shake them off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake haters off
one of y'all motherfuckers [Incomprehensible]
Back the up

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

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

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

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

Yo snoop, it's country uncle master P man
The Tony Montana, I wanna tell you
you for everything you did for No Limit
We won the fuckin' war

We can do what we do after this
It ain't no limit Snoop, you been to me
Now, time for me to be good to you
I'm 'bout to give you own blocks Wodie

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

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

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