Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up Off Me

Are you for this?
The Ice Man
Are you ready for
It's bad like my
Are you ready for

My No Limit Soldiers,
Get em' up ugh, ya domes, TRU
We TRU, ugh, ugh
to go to war, ugh

I'm posted up on the block, got these killers runnin', you sick of
And chicken nuts, niggas slangin' with
Ready to bust on you
On you niggas that 'cause we sicker

Niggas slangin'
I'm in the projects ballin' with my
I'm hustlin' quarters and sacks
Niggas ain't fuckin' dirty sacks

I'm hustlin' I got those ball
But y'all niggas don't that
I'm the mad killer, murder,
You fuckin' with a nigga, that don't a fuck about you

Or your bitch 'cause I'll go psycho
Like Michael, load this fuckin'
Start blastin' at bitches motherfucker, yeah 'cause I'm a
Out 3rd ward, Calliope killin' murder

Lunatic, out to you
You heard of a not playin' with a full deck
Break ya neck, on ya check
Get spine, get cho' neck broke

field cats and chat
No nigga, real nigga, who
give a fuck when you dead and gone
Motherfucker you feel my bucks from my

up off me
(Feel me)
it
up off me
(My trademark)
Feel it up off me

Gon' pack me with a nigga with no
head, put chu' in a grave
Give a fuck about chu' niggas, piss on ya
I'm from that Southside, we kill that cut rock

But niggas they slangin' that hoo
But niggas they wanna boo dock that
Nigga a quarter, of
But y'all niggas late 'cause I done took New Orleans

In the Southside to the Westside to the to the Northside
Motherfuckers never 'cause the young gon' die on the streets
I'm killin' murder, the
Never givin' a fuck, I'm tryin' to bucks

Before I leave truck
Got killers watchin' me
Niggas not me
V got that nine and man got that uzi

Big Boz come with rah rah, with sah sah
KR up the track, so what the fuck y'all didn't realize
We back to the battle, scattle not rattle
Get my tic tac and make ya motherfuckin' rattle

Like an ostrich, nigga you want sausage
Meet me in the French
I'm it with them 3rd ward hustlers
And they 'bout it, we rowdy

Never givin' a fuck, we started this it, 'bout it
Now why y'all sayin' 'bout it, 'bout it
Y'all of me, niggas, yeah, y'all scared of me
talkin' shit, you and ya bitch, I ain't afraid of ya

I'm got them ballers
Niggas we smokin' them
Fiends be dippin' that
But we hustlin' like it ain't no

Nigga, it
up off me
Nigga, it
up off me
Nigga, it
get up

Niggas wicked, fools, I'm gon' kick it
Be niggas ass like I'm cookin' greasy chicken
I'll pop off batter but niggas they scatter
Niggas they talkin' shit, I be runnin' them 17 round automatics

Up the trees, them niggas freeze
Don't give a fuck, take off my nigga
No on my back, back
But niggas pullin' that sack, sack

TRU against my stomach, motherfucker how gonna fade that
The real fuckin' click, ain't no love for dubs
Niggas we slangin' dubs
Nigga we slangin' tapes to you niggas the world

Niggas squirrel, I got that girl
My lil' partner got boy, man, got the whirl
But I don't give a fuck 'cause I be sick Suzy
Take these 32 round clips my automatic Uzi

Run and duck and nigga, you fried
Ain't no where I'm from, from the outside to the inside
The projects uptown to downtown
To the river

Niggas they that dope motherfucker, get cho' head twisted
In the river, you gone, ain't no meet the chrome
I be in the project ballin' the black Al Capone
And if you sick you stupid

'Cause my click don't give a fuck but they ready to shoot
Up but nigga, you duck nigga
'Fore you find your floatin' up the Mississippi River

up off me
up off me
(Feel motherfucker nigga, feel that)
Back up off me,
up off me
My

get off me
get off me
Word's up

Work
Look me in the if you real
(You'll to feel this)
Bitch, get off me
Look me in the if you real
(Bitch get off me)

feel this, feel it
Look me in the eyes, niggas if you

Soldier, No Limit,
(Look a nigga in the eyes)
for the battlefield
Buckle up and

Are you ready for