Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up off Me

What's up It's the mean-ster green-ster
This be played in residential neighborhoods
Clubs, cars, at volume
Get Wodies, at high volume

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

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

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

I'm from the and I hang with killers
I make music by the for the thugs and killers
respect my hood, screamin' CP3
Nigga and Magic and Snoop, there with me

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

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

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

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

The hyper y'all get the I spit
And stop until they start a fight in this bitch
When I the mic I set the bitch on fire
Who say they They are motherfuckin' liar

I touch the the crowd go crazy
The devil raised me, you motherfuckers can't me
Mr. 9th ward, respect this
I my head in the air because 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 coast nigga so fuck 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 coast nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a east coast so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a nigga so fuck y'all 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 'cause I'm comin' with that south shit

your mouth bitch, dogghouse 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 goes the homie goes
And the homie
No limit and keep it crack-a-lackin'
Mackin' actin', rip-rackin', gun clappin' and chip

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

up off me
Bitch, get off me
Better up off me
Bitch, get off me

back up off me
Bitch, get off me
Better up off me
Bitch, get off me

back up off me
Bitch, get off me
Better up off me
Bitch, get off me

back up off me
Bitch, get off me
Better up off me
Bitch, get off me

I'm a 3rd ward nigga so fuck y'all
I'm a 9th ward 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 them haters off, shake them off
Shake haters off, shake them haters off
Shake them haters off, shake haters off
one of y'all motherfuckers [Incomprehensible]
Back the up

them haters off, shake them haters off
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
Fuck the nigga
We back Wodie, No Limit, P and Magic
So what I y'all to do right now bounce

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

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

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

Yo snoop, it's your country 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 Snoop, you been good to me
Now, it's for me to be good to you
I'm 'bout to give you your own Wodie

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

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

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