Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up Off Me

Are you ready for
The Ice Man
Are you ready for
bad like my high
Are you for this?

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

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

slangin' flickers
I'm in the projects with my niggas
I'm hustlin' and thirty sacks
Niggas ain't fuckin' with dirty

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

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

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

field cats and chat
No nigga, real nigga, who
Don't 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
Nappy head, put in a grave
Give a fuck about chu' niggas, on ya forehead
I'm that Southside, we kill with that cut rock

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

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

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

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

Like an ostrich, nigga you want sausage
Meet me in the Quarters
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' y'all 'bout it, 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 hustlin' got them
Niggas we them quarters
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
pop off batter 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 Limit on my back,
But niggas they pullin' sack, sack

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

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

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

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

'Cause my click don't 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)
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 need to this)
Bitch, get off me
Look me in the eyes if you
(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
Buckle up and

Are you ready for