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Текст песни Big Tymers f Gilly, Juvenile - Back Up

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[Baby]Aight niggaFuck itWe did it once we gon do it againHot Boy forever bitchLets ride nigga[Gilly]B-I-G-T-Y-M-E-R-SBirdman wit the homie Mannie FreshAnd Juvenile so you clowns don’t arrestLet’s do it[Baby]Got a Bentley wit the tags with the millionaire cashTwo million on the ice with that gun in my handGot the beat on the streets and we movin the slayaPorsche truck lift up and a four door JagUptown money spots niggas countin they cashNo rules in this game niggs doin they thangSee me watchin for the people cuz they ready to slangBlowin dro’ in Bahamas so that pineapple plateCouldn’t give us six cars for the money we makeI’m the king of the chrome get the fuck out my faceI’m the sun, I’m the moon, I’m the Benz, I’m the whipsI’m the crib, I’m the mouse quiet up in this bitchSmoothe baller 22s in they hipSmoke dro minks, haze and a spliffsI’m in the heat of the cloud that’s how it’s goin downA D-boy getting cheddar and I’m from uptown[Chorus – Gilly]Always poppin never stoppinGlocks cockin, body droppinColla poppin, nigga knockinEverybody give me space, back upEverybody give me space, back upAlways poppin never stoppinGlocks cockin, body droppinColla poppin, nigga knockinEverybody give me space, back upEverybody give me space, back up[Mannie Fresh](Gilly)(Why you got that gun nigga?) Cuz I canWoke up in the club with the bitch in my handEverybody lay down, stay downI’m bout to spit this mothafuckin hay roundThere’s one nigga I’m lookin at (you about to get it flat)Everybody else just back backBustin, fussin, yellin, cussinFightin, bitin, niggas got to rustilinThrowin big chairs, pushin down stairsDisrespectin hos pullin out weave hairsBut this one ho nobody know pull out the fo foMade niggas lay it down on the floorThat’s when the police cameThe fire engine truck and the ambulanceBitch still bustin shots like Jesse JamesBig Money Heavyweight nigga I ain’t playinThe bitch was trill caught two to the grillOne in the head damn lil’ one danceShake![Chorus – Gilly](Juvenile)Always poppin never stoppinGlocks cockin, body droppinColla poppin, nigga knockinEverybody give me space, back upEverybody give me space, back upAlways poppin never stoppinGlocks cockin, body droppinColla poppin, nigga knockin (uh uh)Everybody give me space, back up (what what what what)Everybody give me space, back up (look look)[Juvenile]Gimme the roovie Juvie the shooterTry to follow my pandemonium point I’m gon lose yaLook around there’s some niggas not with meSome of them dead, some of them doin bout 50UTP you better stand up it’s the generalBringin back the era of the criminalLook I got my own scene, got my own schemeGot killas so basically I’m doin my own thingI drive a 7-6-0 strapped up waitin at the light for the heroIt’s kinda hot outside niggas done shot blue eyesThat’s fucked up cuz my connect dropped me 5I’ma excersize my right to get this cheeseI don’t have to put in work nigga my bitch will squeezeI ain’t positive I’m a black manSo watch your mouth playa cuz you can catch a back handHeh![Chorus - Gilly]Always poppin never stoppinGlocks cockin, body droppinColla poppin, nigga knockinEverybody give me space, back upEverybody give me space, back upAlways poppin never stoppinGlocks cockin, body droppinColla poppin, nigga knockinEverybody give me space, back upEverybody give me space, back up

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