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Release these chains on the down low, risin'

II Tru, backdoor for y'all foes

Release these chains from my body parts

II Tru, backdoor for y'all foes

Release these chains from my body parts



[Jhaz]

Comin' up in the game, II Tru, backdoor

keep it on the hush hush, for they foes

Play it tight, bein' it real with it

Better learn to respect us, broads throw blows

You don't wanna see II Tru get nasty

Playa hate, it's all good, true

and through Brina comin' up with my backseat



[Brina]

Exactly how many fools on the down low

Had to see these playas on the risin' from a straight up ghetto status

And we trues on the ? I'm climbin', hittin' the peak of the rap game

Breakin' in the industry, sista is about as real as it get

Never put no fear in me heart (for real)

Recognize that backdoor, we've seen ya

And since you come shady off the riff

This Mo Thug family's sneakin' up on you, back-to-back

We splittin' wigs



[Jhaz]

Bustin' them hits, comin' at you II Tru, fools

I thought you knew this

Kickin' in doors - AJay roll, baby

Backdoor with the AJay click

No love for y'all hoes on the down low, risin'

straight from the head, II Tru

Much love for my trues

Backdoor for you foes (foes), understand?

Thought you cluckers knew...



[Brina]

...where a sista comin' from

I done warned you about them shady ways that you displayed

II Tru with shady thoughts written on your face

Come, come, now busta, underestimate females

We got game - I got somethin' for ya backdoor, baby

These trues, you'll never fade



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[Brina]

All I wanted to do was prove you wrong

Now a sista 'bout to rip sets on a nationwide tip

Recognize these trues settin' off top class

Respect, you don't wanna see me (that's real)

Brina gettin' outta hand on you, playa

All about that paper

Gettin' my respect, representin' somethin' major

Fakers tried to play me plenty times

Never had they game tight

I done came up on that ticket-meal

II Tru to the game to the day I die



[Jhaz]

No doubt, backdoor, comin' up, what?

II Tru rollin' with these Mo Thug niggas

Put it down in the studio

Let it flow - sista's gonna make all these figures

Listen here, son, 'fore I'm done

Mama Jhaz gonna make you realize II Tru's the best

I stress this backdoor - better recognize

Surprise, all y'all bitches, with nothin' but game

II Tru kickin' in backdoors

Lettin' it roll for the playa haters, man



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[Jhaz]

Four years strong, puttin' in work

Knockin' on front doors, with nothin' but sad songs

Run around to the back with a sledgehammer

II Tru backdoor for y'all foes

What do you know?

Us trues sittin' back with a fat sack of that sticky

On the mental, II Tru come crucial, fool

You don't wanna get with me

On another level in the rap game

II Tru handle this like pros, keepin' it real

Lettin' y'all feel, still II Tru backdoor for y'all foes



[Brina]

You guessed it

It's the young and restless, 'bout to make fools feel it

Ain't worried about haters testin' my skills

I rips up, comin' up crazy

Tape sales is on the rise

And top notch is the way we dippin'

II Tru rapture since we come corrupt

Set it off is our only intention

Playa type with lyrics to get ya, competition for days

Do you wanna hang? Can't get with the II Tru

Comin' through the backdoor, rollin' with AJay (AJay)

Seen enough of the backside

Ain't nothin' but a hell rap for them cluckers to hate us

'Member all them times you tried to hold us down

Comin' up on the paper?

Mistake of your lifetime

Foot up in the door, 'bout to go for mine

Make way for these ladies

Puttin' in work for the nine-seven rap grind



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