Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up Off Me

Are you ready for
The Ice Man
Are you ready for
It's bad my high
Are you ready for

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

I'm posted up on the block, got killers runnin', you sick of this
And chicken nuts, niggas slangin' cuts
to bust on you cluckers
On you niggas sick 'cause we sicker

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

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

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

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

Fuckin' field cats and
No nigga, real nigga, who
Don't give a fuck you dead and gone
Motherfucker you my bucks from my chrome

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

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

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

In the Southside to the Westside to the Eastside to the
Motherfuckers never realize 'cause the gon' die on the streets
I'm murder, the lunatic
Never givin' a fuck, I'm to make bucks

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

Big Boz come with rah rah, niggas sah sah
KR hooked up the track, so what the fuck didn't realize
We to takin' the battle, scattle not rattle
Get my tic tac and ya motherfuckin' head rattle

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

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

I'm hustlin' got them
Niggas we them quarters
Fiends be dippin' water
But we hustlin' it ain't no tomorrow

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

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

Up the trees, them niggas freeze
give a fuck, take off my shirt nigga
No on my back, back
But niggas pullin' that sack, sack

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

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

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

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

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

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

get off me
get off me
Word's up

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

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

Soldier, No Limit,
(Look a real in the eyes)
Ready for the
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Are you ready for