Dj Paul

Dj Paul - Back da Fuck Back lyrics

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(feat. Lord Infamous)



[talking]

It's on now...You know a lot of folks ask me why 

I call myself the king of memphis

Basically cause niggas studying us you know what I'm saying

Alot of shit that we doing niggas want to do you know what I'm saying

We brought the first platinum and gold plaques to the city

We representing the city 

We did the first movie you know what I'm saying holding it down

Now all of a sudden everybody want to be a hypnotize minds or hypnotize camp posse

You know niggas want to dis me and talk shit

I show half of these niggas to stay on beat you know what I'm talking 'bout

But it's cool though we can play if you want to play



[verse 1]

I'm a snitch nigga killa 3rd ward gun spitter

Belonged triggas with them hydro shots nigga 

I'm the man in the man since before you (yean know)

Rocking shows fuckings hoes waiting for you (yean know)

Riding clean cut green maine before you (yean know)

My old crib money in bank before you

And I'm a pro with a 4-5

Try to test me bitch don't try to make me out a fucking lie

I never go against the fucking grain

But if you cross me first I got to show you I'm a fucking mayn

I had some niggas in my clique that I'm glad they gone

And it's some niggas in my clique that I hate they gone

Cause right here it's 'bout that business not that bullshit

If you winning 'bout that business get the fuck trick

Before I buck trick you better duck trick

Or get ran over by them black fucking trucks bitch



[hook]

Don't point a gun unless you gonna use it (back the fuck back)

Don't pull a gun unless you gonna do it (back the fuck back)

Don't let a nigga like me beat you to it  (back the fuck back)

You better you use it you better do it (back the fuck back)

Back the fuck back nigga back the fuck back

Back the fuck back nigga back the fuck back

Back the fuck back nigga back the fuck back

Back the fuck back nigga back the fuck back



[verse 2]

Sir Lord your highness, majesty, king

Hit the stupid niggas with the boom ping ping

Cut'em down or hold with the sling blade sling

Tape the mouth up so they don't hear you scream  

Push you like hulk even bigger than scar

I'ma leave yo ass with a sharp bite mark

Rip off yo sleeve leave off the brakes on you bitch

Trick ass pigeion you motherfucking snitch

Then I take yo ducks then I'll drill then spit them

From these kind of hurts you can't use penicillin

A boy is harder than 4 large chilly

Oh nigga I would love to beat yo ass silly

Every route you run you down on your knezees

Take it to the lord I'll put yo in the frezeeze

My favorite hobby is hiding niggas bodies

A real killa like to work clean not sloppy



[hook x2]
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