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MASTER P( Percy Robert Miller )
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Back Up Off Me
Lyricist:Quinton J Banks, Cordozar C Broadus, Awood Magic Johnson, Percy Romeo Iii Miller, Carlos Stephens
Are you ready for this? The Ice Cream Man Are you ready for this? It's bad like my high Are you ready for this?
My No Limit Soldiers, trademark Get em' up ugh, show ya domes, TRU We TRU, ugh, ugh Time to go to war, ugh
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 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, out to fuck you You heard of a nigga not playin' with a full deck Break ya neck, hustle on ya check Get cho' spine, 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
Back up off me (Feel me) Feel it Back up off me (My trademark) Feel it back up off me
Gon' pack me with a nigga with no bread Nappy head, put chu' in a grave 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 'cause 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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 Quarters 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, niggas, 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
Nigga, feel it Back up off me Nigga, feel it Back up off me Nigga, feel it Bitch get up
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 that boy, man, 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 and hide 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 they 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 but they ready to shoot shit Up but nigga, you better duck nigga 'Fore you find your body floatin' up the Mississippi River
Back up off me Back up off me (Feel that motherfucker nigga, feel that) Back up off me, nigga Back up off me My trademark
Bitch get off me Bitch get off me Word's up motherfucker [Incomprehensible]
Work this Look me in the eyes if you real (You'll need to feel this) Bitch, get off me Look me in the eyes if you real (Bitch get off me)
Nigga feel this, feel it Look me in the eyes, niggas if you real [Incomprehensible] Soldier, No Limit, Soldiers (Look a real nigga in the eyes) Ready for the battlefield Buckle up and [Incomprehensible]
Are you ready for this?
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