The Pebbles

The Pebbles - Bring It Back lyrics

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[intro: Young Cutthroat]

yo, they ask me,

you's a youngin'

how you gonna talk to us 'bout

how it used to be

I admit

they might be right

I wasn't there

but let me tell you one thing

if I was

this shit would bring me back, nigga



[chorus]

this is that vicious rap, y'all just spittin' this and that

chit chat, y'all be spinnin' lies, while be spittin' facts

git back, that real live shit, niggas be missin' that

so the streets is askin' us to bring it back, now bring it back

this is that vicious rap, y'all just spittin' this and that

chit chat, y'all be spinnin' lies, while be spittin' facts

git back, that real live shit, niggas be missin' that

so the streets is askin' us to bring it back



now bring it back, Pebbles



[verse 1: Pebbles]

I know you like that gangsta shit but this is more than that

this is more than brag, this is that hardcore rap

this is that let-me-in-or-I-put-my-foot-thru-the-door-rap

this is that whatcha-lookin-at-put-ya-face-to-the-floor-rap

that fuck-with-me-and-all-my-niggas-go-to-war-rap

this is that shit that ta make bitches quick to fall back

this is not that frontin-snitchin-whatcha-me-call-that

not at all, black, befo' I straighten you out, facts first

this is not just anotha this-is-that-verse

this is that fuck-wit-me-git-cursed-like-the-Black-Pearl

this that shit make niggas go: she done git far for a black girl

trust me, I'mma git further, I'm talkin' the whole damn world

I ain't sayin' niggas got soft, but they sho got pampered

still they shit themselves when I show up, or gag and hurl

they ain't got an answer to my anger like cancer

it's the wrath of a black goddess, I'm bringin' down the hammer



[chorus]

Now bring it back, Si



[verse two: The Corna Saints]

[Si'Stroll]

When I hear these cats talkin', I'm like been there, done that

You talk about it, I did it, you dream it, I live it

You sniff it, I've sold it, you name her, I've boned her

you see her on the streets, I own her, that's how I roll, whut

Cuthroat and Si Stroll, 'sup, on tha corna cold as fuck

it's that hate-to-say-I-told-you-so-shit, you know whassup (bring it back, youngin')

[Young Cutthroat]

Kiss, kiss, bang, bang, this is that black man

who sticks up rich kids and pistolwhips grans, man

spit this damn slang, kick it with orangutans

this nigga Van Damme, got bitches doin' handstands

this is Uncle Sam's land, but the hood's  like Iran, man

sick shit, gang bangs, this a visit thru gang land (damn, damn)



[chorus]



[outro: Young Cutthroat]

This is that Corna Saints shit

bringin' it back

Quit Clownin' Posse shit

bringin' it back

Ya heard

Miss Pebbles

Si'Stroll

Young Cutthroat

whut

it's a rap



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