Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up Off Me

Are you for this?
The Ice Man
Are you for this?
bad like my high
Are you for this?

My No Limit Soldiers,
Get em' up ugh, ya domes, TRU
We TRU, ugh, ugh
to go to war, ugh

I'm up on the block, got these killers runnin', you sick of this
And chicken nuts, niggas slangin' cuts
to bust on you cluckers
On you niggas that 'cause we sicker

slangin' flickers
I'm in the projects ballin' my niggas
I'm quarters and thirty sacks
Niggas ain't with dirty sacks

I'm hustlin' I got those sacks
But y'all niggas know that
I'm the mad killer, murder,
You with a nigga, that don't give a fuck about you

Or your bitch 'cause I'll go psycho
Like Michael, this fuckin' rifle
Start blastin' at motherfucker, yeah 'cause I'm a psycho
Out that 3rd ward, Calliope murder

Lunatic, out to you
You heard of a nigga not playin' with a deck
ya neck, hustle on ya check
Get spine, get cho' neck broke

Fuckin' field cats and
No nigga, real nigga, who
Don't give a fuck when you dead and
Motherfucker you my bucks from my chrome

up off me
(Feel me)
it
up off me
(My trademark)
Feel it up off me

Gon' pack me with a nigga with no
Nappy head, put chu' in a
a fuck about chu' niggas, piss on ya forehead
I'm from that Southside, we kill that cut rock

But niggas they that hoo rock
But niggas wanna boo dock that Buddha
a quarter, of water
But y'all late 'cause I done took over New Orleans

In the Southside to the to the Eastside to the Northside
Motherfuckers never realize the young gon' die on the streets
I'm killin' murder, the
givin' a fuck, I'm tryin' to make bucks

Before I this truck
Got these watchin' me
not pockin' me
V got that nine and man got that uzi

Big Boz with rah rah, niggas with sah sah
KR hooked up the track, so what the fuck y'all didn't
We back to takin' the battle, not rattle
Get my tic tac and make ya motherfuckin' head

Like an ostrich, nigga you want some
me in the French Quarters
I'm kickin' it them 3rd ward hustlers
And they it, niggas we rowdy

Never givin' a fuck, we this 'bout it, 'bout it
Now why sayin' y'all 'bout it, 'bout it
Y'all scared of me, niggas, yeah, scared of me
Bitch talkin' shit, you and ya bitch, I afraid of ya

I'm got them ballers
Niggas we them quarters
Fiends be that water
But we hustlin' like it ain't no

Nigga, it
up off me
Nigga, it
up off me
Nigga, it
get up

Niggas comin' wicked, fools, I'm kick it
Be niggas ass like I'm cookin' greasy chicken
I'll pop off batter but niggas they scatter
Niggas they talkin' shit, I be runnin' them 17 round automatics

Up the trees, watch them freeze
give a fuck, take off my shirt nigga
No Limit on my back,
But niggas they that sack, sack

TRU my stomach, motherfucker how y'all gonna fade that
The real fuckin' click, ain't no for y'all dubs
Niggas think we slangin'
Nigga we slangin' tapes to you niggas the world

Niggas squirrel, I got that girl
My lil' got that boy, man, got the whirl
But I don't give a fuck I be sick like Suzy
Take 32 round clips from my automatic Uzi

Run and duck and hide nigga, you
no love where I'm from, from the outside to the inside
The projects uptown to downtown
To the river

Niggas they that dope motherfucker, get cho' head twisted
In the river, you gone, ain't no love the chrome
I be in the project ballin' the black Al Capone
And if you sick you stupid

'Cause my click don't give a but they ready to shoot shit
Up but nigga, you duck nigga
'Fore you find your body floatin' up the River

up off me
up off me
(Feel motherfucker nigga, feel that)
up off me, nigga
up off me
My

get off me
get off me
Word's up

Work
Look me in the if you real
(You'll to feel this)
Bitch, get off me
Look me in the if you real
(Bitch get off me)

Nigga feel this, it
me in the eyes, niggas if you real

Soldier, No Limit,
(Look a real in the eyes)
Ready for the
up and [Incomprehensible]

Are you ready for