Now nigga what
Come back hard and star in my own movie
Now nigga what
Roll it and spin it fast, just like a Oozie
Back the fuck up
Now, back the fuck up
She was a gypsy, mean like fiend, a gangsta, nawha mean?
They say I'm crazy but they can't faze me
Now show ya gold's boy
Sippin', a lil' tipsy, like Nipsy, fortune teller said it look bad
Touch all of y'all, duck off in the fog
Now nigga what
They say I'm crazy but they can't faze me
Back the fuck up
Screamin' C, please let me see ya enemies
Watch me flippa, flippa, treat em' like a doubie
Back the fuck up
If ya think ya know me man, you don't know me
Now show ya gold's boy, mean mug that fool
Ain't gone let it blues me, let nothin' get to me
I test 'em up boy, 'cause I don't give a fuck boy
Back the fuck up
With a pocket full of stones, I'm in the zone
Throw ya hood up
Back the fuck up
Ridin' down the wrong way down a one way on a Sunday
I could hook him up, ya heard me
Back the fuck up
Any kind of weather, wind or whatever
Throw ya hood up
I test em' up boy, 'cause I don't give a fuck boy
They say I'm crazy but they can't faze me
Throw ya hood up
I test em' up boy, 'cause I don't give a fuck boy
Throw ya hood up
Bob, ya head to this
Now nigga what
Back the fuck up
With a A.K., with the base hay, wildin' out, wildin' out boy
I'm just a cut boy, I hang in the cut boy
Cut boys, homie that still cause throw backa's
Back the fuck up
Them chicks be lovin' me 'cause I be thuggin' see
Throw ya hood up
Now nigga what
An XL and C-murder collaboration
Back the fuck up
I roll with high rollers and purse snatcha's
Once again, you have been listening to
I keep it real like Murda dog and black dog
B.G. Skeeza's that count cheese and hold keys
Back the fuck up
Ya know, I told him, if he get me the vocals
I'm just a cut boy, I hang in the cut boy
I ain't trippin' naw, nigga never
Them chicks be lovin' me 'cause I be thuggin' see
Back the fuck up
I'm way too clever, status too lifted
I'm just a cut boy, I hang in the cut boy
Now nigga what
They say I'm crazy but they can't faze me
I test 'em up boy, 'cause I don't give a fuck boy
Underground, tell I'm under the ground, get the mainstream
Do the gangsta walk, do the gangsta bounce
I'm attack dog, waitin' to jack and whack y'all
I done seen it all and done it all, ain't nothin' you can show me
Them chicks be lovin' me 'cause I be thuggin' see
Them chicks be lovin' me 'cause I be thuggin' see
Talented and gifted, we tossed it, I pitch it
I'm just a cut boy, I hang in the cut boy
Throw ya hood up
I told ya, back up Rova, it's over
A hog in the dog, ball, fall and ball
Pistol packin', totin', smokin' cuttin', throatin', soldier
