Текст (слова) песни: Master P - Back Up Off Me

 
Uh, ah, da 
(Are you ready for this) Err 
The Ice Cream Man 
(Are you ready for this) 
It`s bad like my high 
(Are you ready for this) 
ERRR, my No Limit Soldiers, trademark 
Get em` up ugh, show ya domes, T-R-U 
We TRU, ugh, ugh 
Time to go to war, ugh 
 
[Master P] 
I`m posted up on the block, got these killers runnin` you sick of this 
And chicken nuts, niggas slangin` with cuts 
Ready to bust on you cluckers 
On you niggas that sick cause we sicker 
Niggas slangin` flickers 
I`m in the projects ballin` with my niggas 
I`m hustlin` quarters and thirty sacks 
Niggas ain`t fuckin` with dirty sacks 
I`m hustlin` I got those ball sacks 
But y`all niggas don`t know that 
I`m the mad killer, murder, lunatic 
You fuckin` with a nigga that don`t give a fuck about you 
Or your bitch cause I`ll go like psycho, ha ha ha 
Like Michael, load this fuckin` rifle 
Start blastin` at bitches motherfucker, yeah cause I`m a psycho 
Out that 3rd ward, Calliope killin` murder 
Lunatic, haven`t you heard of a nigga not playin` with a full deck 
Break ya neck, hustle on ya check 
Get cho` get cho` neck broke 
Fuckin` field cats and chat 
No Limit nigga, real nigga, who 
Don`t give a fuck when you dead and gone 
Motherfucker you feel my bucks from my chrome 
 
[Hook] 
UGH! back up off me, feel me ugh 
Feel it, back up off me, my trademark 
Ugh, feel it back up off me, ugh 
 
[Master P] 
Gon` pack me with a nigga with no bread 
Nappy head, put chu` in a grave 
Don`t give a fuck about chu` niggas, piss on ya forehead 
I`m from that Southside, we kill with that cut rock 
But niggas they slangin` that hoo rock 
But niggas they wanna boo dock, that buddha 
Nigga a quarter, of water 
But y`all niggas late cause I done took over New Orleans 
In the Southside to the Westside to the Eastside to the Northside 
Motherfuckers never realize the young gon` die on the streets 
I`m killin` murder, the lunatic 
Never givin` a fuck, I`m tryin` to make bucks 
Before I leave this truck 
Got these killers watchin` me 
Niggas not pockin` me 
V got that tech nine and Man got that uzi 
Big Boz come with rah rah, niggas with sah sah 
KR hooked up the track so what the fuck y`all didn`t realize 
We back to takin` the battle, scattle not rattle 
Get my tic tac and make ya motherfuckin` head rattle 
Like an ostrich, nigga you want some sausage 
Meet me in the French Quarter 
I`m kickin` it with them 3rd ward hustlers 
And they bout it, niggas we rowdy 
Never givin` a fuck, we started this bout it, bout it 
Now why y`all sayin` y`all bout it bout it 
Y`all scared of me, yeah y`all scared of me 
Bitch talkin` shit, you and ya bitch I ain`t afraid of ya 
I`m hustlin` got them ballers, niggas we smokin` them quarters 
Fiends be dippin` that water but we hustlin` like it ain`t no tomorrow 
 
[Hook] 
 
[Master P] 
Niggas comin` wicked, fools I`m gon` kick it 
Be whippin` niggas ass like I`m cookin` greasy chicken 
I`ll pop off batter but niggas they wanna scatter 
Niggas they talkin` shit, I be runnin` with them 17 round automatics 
Up the trees, watch them niggas freeze 
Don`t give a fuck, take off my shirt nigga 
No Limit on my back, back 
But niggas they pullin` that sack, sack 
TRU against my stomach motherfucker how y`all gonna fade that 
The real fuckin` click, ain`t no love for y`all dubs 
Niggas think we slangin` dubs 
Nigga we slangin` tapes to you niggas across the world 
Niggas that squirrel, I got that girl 
My lil` partner got boy, got the whirl 
But I don`t give a fuck cause I be sick like Suzy 
Take these 32 round clips from my automatic uzi 
Run and duck nigga you fried 
Ain`t no love where I`m from, from the outside to the inside 
The projects from uptown to downtown 
To across the river 
Niggas slangin` that dope motherfucker get cho` head twisted 
In the river, you gone, ain`t no love meet the chrome 
I be in the project ballin` like the black Al Capone 
And if you come sick you stupid 
Cause my click don`t give a fuck cause they ready to shoot shit 
Up but nigga you better duck nigga 
Before you find your body floatin` up the Mississippi River 
 
[Hook repeated to end with various ad-libs]
 

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