Get Back

Woo, that get-back a motherfucker (niggas know what's goin' on, nigga) Yeah, nigga, that get-back a motherfucker (frrt, frrt) That get-back a motherfucker (nigga better duck, nigga) That get-back a motherfucker Can't give these niggas advice on how to kill 'cause they don't listen to nothin' Niggas be Macho Man and Hulk as hell 'til you hop out with that button I ain't givin' these niggas advice on shit but how to go to church on Sunday Fuckin' off so much cheese, give my young nigga ten just to hit you in the stomach Just told my nigga, "I'll give you another ten, leave his shit lookin' like lasagna" "Fatt don't never be in his hood," what you mean? I was just there this Sunday Nigga, it's too much shit going on, if it's two dollars, nigga, pay me my money Back to the 'jects, just me, Traphouse, Band, Wizza, Joe, Jugg, Bag and Ari (Loaf Boyz) Nigga, this shit the largest Opps can't keep up, I'm in New York at the Bread Gang dinner eatin' shrimps with Gotti Long as I feed my fam' off music, nigga, fuck being the hottest If I get booked for a show in my city, on GG, it's switches in the party I don't think my city can afford me right now, it's ten-K for parties Even though he finna get out, I'ma say it again, nigga, free Marley We the ones got this started, Westside first niggas in the city, Glocks in the party The smoke got real, Bagg wanted me in LA Saturday, I was in the hood with two carbons Woo (yeah), that get-back a motherfucker (niggas know what's going on, nigga, frrt) Yeah, nigga, that get-back a motherfucker (frrt, frrt, frrt) That get-back a motherfucker (nigga can't run from me, frrt) That get-back a motherfucker (frrt) It's really been too long, they should've been handled before my deal Could've put sixty thousand on a nigga biscuit, but my uncle told me chill I said, "Unc', you right, I'ma just book this flight and get back in the field" Lace my shoes and grab my fire and show these niggas I'm for real Know my life can change in a second, gotta watch where I chill Gotta watch what I say, what I post, these niggas snitches for real In my city, that jail ain't it, you fuck up, nigga, that'll be your new crib Nigga, this shit Bread Gang, I'm making my bond, I don't give a fuck if it's a mil' In a suspicious car, I'm shootin' a fully automatic through the back windshield Really ain't got no time to be lettin' the window down, nigga, just cover up your ears Nigga, this shit so deep, I can't show some of my niggas my mama new crib Nigga, this shit so deep, my big brother showin' me some of his murder skills Woo (yeah), nigga, that get-back a motherfucker (niggas know what's going on, nigga, frrt) Yeah, nigga, that get-back a motherfucker (frrt, frrt, frrt) That get-back a motherfucker (nigga can't run from me, frrt) That get-back a motherfucker (frrt)