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[Chorus]
Back Back Back Back gimme 50 feet Or I`ma grab the gat and hit a nigga with the heat Back Back Back Back gimme 50 feet Don`t try to gimme dap bitch you ain`t no kin to me Back Back Back Back gimme 50 feet Cause you catch a slap if keep on grillin` me Back Back Back Back gimme 50 feet Gimme 50 feet Gimme 50 feet [Verse 1] Hey here`s a little story `bout a nigga like me I fuck bad broads live large and drive V`s Some say I`m cocky and rude I might be But nigga fuck you, you ain`t got to like me I`m at the bar taking sips of long island ice tea Wrist looking` blue or icy I`m pricey Bitch niggas mean mugging` and starin` all shiesty Don`t make me pepper spray your face have you lookin` all spicy Cause I know you niggas hatin` and wanna fight me Thinking I`m all Hollywood like Spike Lee Thinking I`ma steal you and fuck up your white T When I catch you in your jaw I`ma fuck up your white teeth But nigga I be ready to scuffle like dice peat And ya`ll walkin` outta this tussle ain`t likely I hope you boys ready to rumble I`m quite deep And I ain`t friendly but I`ma tell you politely [Chorus] [Verse 2] Say I`m the type of cat when I pull up in the place you hatas like a blow job put it in they face I buy the goochie shoes matching belt lookin` great Dubs sounding cool you can tell I`m pushin` weights Courtier full of flakes snow storms in the peaks Hoe taming nigga keep my bitch on a leash You the typa cat that`ll chase a chick for weeks Then try to box a nigga when you hear he hit your freak But playa don`t you know you outta line that shit is weak And fightin` over broads will get you killed up in these streets You running round here plexin` always thinking shit is sweet Then have the nerve to wonder why them bullets hit ya cheek Then wanna step to me talkin` but (Oh you foul!) All up in my face talking bout (You hit my gal)! I`m looking at him stupid like man this shit is wild You better give me space asshole I ain`t ya pal [Chorus] [Verse 3] I keep my game on face when I`m riding on chops Straight gorilla pimp don`t even wave to the bops Lookin` like a snail crawlin` slow through the lot Fist full of grain other hand on the glock Cause when you want fee jackers want what you got That`s why I stay ready with the inferred dot The first one to jump is the first getting shot Put the beam on his head then I take off his block You love to rob O like take off you rocks Take off your shoes playa take off your socks But I`m the type of cat before I take off my watch Aim at your chest and try to take off you heart You know how I do playa shake off tha marks Hit him with the big guns that take off a part Chest lookin` like he been ate by a shark Bitch you better mind stay in line play it smart [Chorus till end]
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