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Get The Fuck Back (Album Version (Explicit))
Ludacris, Shawnna, I-20 & Fate Wilson
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What the fuck's up? DTP in this motherfucker
And for all y'all that don't like it, do one thing, get the fuck back
'Cause all my niggas is ready
Luda, 20, Fate, Shawnna
Let's show these motherfuckers how we disturb their peace
Get the fuck back, bitch
Fuck that, get the fuck back, Luda make your skull crack
Tuck that, bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that, put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that? People gon' die tonight
Fuck that, get the fuck back, D-low make your skull crack
Tuck that, bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that, put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that? People gon' die tonight
Bronson, motherfucker, give me more than three feet
DTP in the club, we comin' more than three deep
Your whole crew is weak, and my squad is real cash getters
Stayin' more to crunk, our shit bump like bad clippers
How many tried to hustle with Dealer, then went broke?
Infamous, I'm a value meal, I come with the coke
I got enough guns for beef, if you want it that way
I'll push your wig back like finger waves or bad toupees (uh)
I lick a load of you niggas, leave kids in the hallways
Catch 'em at they locker
See 'em on Broadway and tap they ass
Catch 'em in the swimming pool and overlap they ass
I'm from the southside, College Park
G Road, niggas gon' ride when the beef starts
Don't hold back, let the heat spark
Bust through his vest, bust through his chest
Sleepy hollows laid the niggas to rest, uh
Fuck that, get the fuck back, Luda make your skull crack
Tuck that, bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that, put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that? People gon' die tonight
Fuck that, get the fuck back, Shawnna make your skull crack
Tuck that, bitch, your whole town better love that
Cuff that, put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that? People gon' die tonight (yo)
What you know about projects, hoes, and murder?
Whole lotta game, whole lotta keys and burners
Whole lotta dope fiends, tryna scheme the workers
Whole lotta feds got them niggas scared to surface
Type of bitch that got the brown in my sock
Find me on the block tryin' to cop a piece of the crop
Watch me, pull up on me real sweet in a drop
But if you fuckin' with my paper, feel the heat from the Glock, nigga
We pop bottles, bottles, right over you head, niggas
Put nozzles, nozzles, right over your leg, niggas
Our motto, motto, is kill 'em instead, niggas
We make 'em lose weight, when we Jenny Craig, niggas
All of y'all is half-nice, half-thugs, and half-assed
Only time I'm goin' half is half on a half
But I use a full clip, 'cause I'm a full-fledged killer
Part-time MC, full-time drug dealer
Fuck that, get the fuck back, Luda make your skull crack
Tuck that, bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that, put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that? People gon' die tonight
Fuck that, get the fuck back, Fate make your skull crack
Tuck that, bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that, put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that? People gon' die tonight
We them filthy niggas from the South, A-Town representers
Strong armin' motherfuckers, like a Russian sickle
You got issues with us talkin' shit on mixtapes?
I'll catch you at a show and beat you with a mixtape
You best pump brakes 'fore I pump shells and blood ooze
I leave niggas like burps, excuse
Just keep on pissin' me off like a weak kidney
And you will find your family reading your obituary
These people tryin' to scrub the red off, stains they don't get off
They wanted to bring the pain, so this thing 'bout to set off
Barretas for getting cheddar, you're better off dead off
Yes, you can do it, cut his fuckin' head off
I got a letter from the government, the other day
They told me that the bitches caught a shipment of my yay
They on their way, three minutes to get the K
Two minutes to get the weight, one minute and I'ma spray
Fuck that, get the fuck back, we make your skull crack
Tuck that, bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that, put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that? People gon' die tonight
Fuck that, get the fuck back, we make your skull crack
Tuck that, bitch, your whole town better love that
Cuff that, put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that? People gon' die tonight
Bang-bang, kill a man, let his brains hang
And when I'm in the court, plead guilty, insane
They put me in a ward, I'ma have to maintain
But when I hit bricks, won't a damn thing change
Bang-bang, kill a man, let his brains hang
And when I'm in the court, plead guilty, insane
They put me in a ward, I'ma have to maintain
But when I hit bricks, won't a damn thing change
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