- Webbie Back Up 歌詞
- Webbie
- Trill Entertainment ****** mic check ,
Webbie and
BoosieYa heard me , this how its goin down ****** , check it out
Back up ****** , back up ****** , back up
C'mon , trill entertainment
Yo hood cant ****** with mine[WEBBIE]
Now I know , that you aint really bout that *******t that you be talkin about
And you be just runnin ya mouth but you'll get knocked out , drug out the club house
Showin up with yo thugs , me and my thugs'll make yo thugs bounce
I , suggest that you respect it , disrespect
Ill have to check it and when
I check it gets hectic
You dont want no savage doin no damage to yo section , while
I ****** yo babymama she say ****** my babydaddy
If a ****** wants some static let'em have thats the
G-Code , since 94'
I been throwed up in beast mode
Street life is all
I know , sellin yo money , cars and clothes run for real dont ****** with hoes , unload and reload
We G's yall hoes , yall aint ready to swang with us , since youngstas growin up yall people wouldn't let yall hang with us
Yo people prolly 'dont play with guns boy they dangerous' , my peeps dont play with guns they stay with guns and
I slang'em[CHORUS]
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Now when I enter this ******
I was ready to get off in my some *******t , cause
I love my hood and ima represent in this ******
Now in the parkin lot ,
I had that for glock ready that jig goin keep me hype when
I be watchin over
WebbieIn my city
A.P. glocks and
Smith and
Weston , thugs who be second guessin them the ones who be restin
God gave me a blessin , told me get the croud crunk , say
Boo dont change yo style give the croud what they want (look)
Now I'm that rumble in the jungle 2004
Hummer stunna , my momma she still wonder why her sons a young gunner
Back back , back back , get out my way let me mob , all that poppin in a ****** played out in 95'[CHORUS]
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I see yall actin ****** , oh yeah yall act a fool , betta stop that actin lil savage'll beat you black and blue
I been abused you gotta excuse my attitude , plus
I been smokin
Hy-dro and drinkin yak and bruise
I been a fool out here packin tools since middle school
I been a fool
I had the most lud up in the school , a phonebook a referrals
I aint follow no rules
Be quite in class , dont act back and raise ya hands was old rules
I skipped the class act the ass and sold some crack to white dudes
Between class smoked
Kools and big blunts before school
Straight up , many ******s glad
I aint go to your school , played them hoes
I woulda played you like a hoe too
Thats tat boy
I dont , he start fights errywhere he goes to , but proudly
I dont give a ****** , try me
I'll fight you
Hold up back up a bit you ****** up my white shoes , alright
I ask you once ,
****** MOVE![CHORUS]
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