Back Up off Me

'Cause my click don't give a fuck but they ready to shoot shit
Back up off me, nigga
Big Boz come with rah rah, niggas with sah sah
Never givin' a fuck, we started this 'bout it, 'bout it
I'll pop off batter but niggas they wanna scatter
Word's up motherfucker

Be whippin' niggas ass like I'm cookin' greasy chicken

Nigga feel this, feel it

I'm killin' murder, the lunatic
Ready for the battlefield

But niggas they pullin' that sack, sack
Nigga a quarter, of water

Niggas comin' wicked, fools, I'm gon' kick it
Back up off me

Niggas think we slangin' dubs
TRU against my stomach, motherfucker how y'all gonna fade that
The real fuckin' click, ain't no love for y'all dubs
No Limit nigga, real nigga, who

I'm hustlin' I got those ball sacks
My No Limit Soldiers, trademark

Niggas we smokin' them quarters
But we hustlin' like it ain't no tomorrow
In the river, you gone, ain't no love meet the chrome

Bitch get off me
Back up off me
Niggas not pockin' me
[Incomprehensible]
I be in the project ballin' like the black Al Capone
Lunatic, out to fuck you
Niggas ain't fuckin' with dirty sacks
Don't give a fuck when you dead and gone
But y'all niggas don't know that
I'm kickin' it with them 3rd ward hustlers
Niggas they slangin' that dope motherfucker, get cho' head twisted
Y'all scared of me, niggas, yeah, y'all scared of me
Nigga, feel it
But I don't give a fuck 'cause I be sick like Suzy
Nappy head, put chu' in a grave
(You'll need to feel this)
(Feel me)
Look me in the eyes if you real
To across the river

Nigga, feel it
'Fore you find your body floatin' up the Mississippi River
(My trademark)
The projects from uptown to downtown
Ready to bust on you cluckers
Bitch, get off me

And they 'bout it, niggas we rowdy
[Incomprehensible]
Break ya neck, hustle on ya check
Feel it back up off me
In the Southside to the Westside to the Eastside to the Northside
Get my tic tac and make ya motherfuckin' head rattle
(Feel that motherfucker nigga, feel that)
Like an ostrich, nigga you want some sausage
Now why y'all sayin' y'all 'bout it, 'bout it

I'm from that Southside, we kill with that cut rock

You fuckin' with a nigga, that don't give a fuck about you
(Bitch get off me)
My lil' partner got that boy, man, got the whirl
Bitch get off me
Look me in the eyes if you real
We TRU, ugh, ugh
Meet me in the French Quarters
No Limit on my back, back
Soldier, No Limit, Soldiers
My trademark
Bitch talkin' shit, you and ya bitch, I ain't afraid of ya

I'm posted up on the block, got these killers runnin', you sick of this
Gon' pack me with a nigga with no bread
Niggas they talkin' shit, I be runnin' with them 17 round automatics

I'm hustlin' quarters and thirty sacks
Or your bitch 'cause I'll go like psycho
But niggas they wanna boo dock that Buddha

Back up off me
Back up off me

Got these killers watchin' me
Back up off me
Give a fuck about chu' niggas, piss on ya forehead
Are you ready for this?
Fiends be dippin' that water
Never givin' a fuck, I'm tryin' to make bucks
(Look a real nigga in the eyes)

Get cho' spine, get cho' neck broke
Up but nigga, you better duck nigga
Don't give a fuck, take off my shirt nigga

Ain't no love where I'm from, from the outside to the inside
Motherfucker you feel my bucks from my chrome
Run and duck and hide nigga, you fried
And chicken nuts, niggas slangin' with cuts

Buckle up and [Incomprehensible]
Out that 3rd ward, Calliope killin' murder
I'm hustlin' got them ballers
Motherfuckers never realize 'cause the young gon' die on the streets
Nigga, feel it

Bitch get up
Fuckin' field cats and chat
But niggas they slangin' that hoo rock
Up the trees, watch them niggas freeze

And if you come sick you stupid
Feel it
Like Michael, load this fuckin' rifle
Get em' up ugh, show ya domes, TRU
Start blastin' at bitches motherfucker, yeah 'cause I'm a psycho
You heard of a nigga not playin' with a full deck

Look me in the eyes, niggas if you real
Are you ready for this?
V got that tech nine and man got that uzi
But y'all niggas late 'cause I done took over New Orleans
Back up off me
Niggas slangin' flickers
Nigga we slangin' tapes to you niggas across the world
Before I leave this truck
I'm the mad killer, murder, lunatic
Work this
It's bad like my high
Take these 32 round clips from my automatic Uzi
I'm in the projects ballin' with my niggas
KR hooked up the track, so what the fuck y'all didn't realize
We back to takin' the battle, scattle not rattle
Time to go to war, ugh
On you niggas that sick 'cause we sicker
Back up off me
Niggas that squirrel, I got that girl