Текст песни Oomp Camp f Baby D, Dollar Bill, Lil Pet - Back Up Remix
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(Screaming Back Up! in the background in the whole song)Hook: If we be ackin up, you best be backin up! 6xVerse 1: Lil PeteIt`s Little Peter, the ity-bity, short ass color,but it ain`t nothing, I got some shit to bust up ya sweaterHead bussa from Augusta,went to talking about Run up on a muthafucka,then I`m gone pour em outI hang wit Loko, Dollar Bill, and Baby DI`m screaming ready muthafucka don`t fuck wit meA young gangsta, I group up with them G`s from tha SouthAnd if its anger, I`m ready to shove a gat in ya mouth,bitch its whatever Better not test me funnyOomp Camp in dis bitch Where tha fuck is tha money?My pastor told me Forever I represent for my teamMake them niggaz come clean or bust em in the head wit tha beam.BACK THA FUCK UP!!!Repeat Hook 4xVerse 2: Baby DOK OK, Well I act up, ya`ll pussy muthafuckaz better back upSee we2-D-double-E-P, deep that`s how C-R-double-E-Pcreep Baby D 2 g bitchNo mercy for no punk, bitches or snitches,no coward Water and flower nigga,No flaw niggaz, bust em in tha jaw niggaThis for my thug niggaz gone off the wall get off meSmoke em like a baker, deck em out like DecaturFire the pump like a cheetahAsk yo girl did I beat her when I skeet her.Repeat Hook 4xVerse 3: Dollar BillAll dem muthafuckaz, fuck ya mother sucker bitchOomp Camp bring da drama so nigga I`m comin bitchWit them thang thangs so nigga I`m bussin bitchTo your brain brain so when I see you dead bitchWe don`t play inGA, so nigga fuck what you stayI got that Russian A.K., when I`m bussin ok.If you all 50 niggaz, cuz I`m 20/50 Central Roadtil I die Lincoln Cememtry, Well UH HUH!Repeat Hook 4xVerse 4: Quebo GoldThey don`t want it so don`t ya startedGet ready to get that asshole tore offProbably make a nigga wanna front they goldTurn the tide when they see a nigga gone.40 Street and oooh peep cat break da gold out yo azzSaid I don`t play no games, my nigga I still don`t play no gamesI keep my gun loaded ???Baby D & them boyz deeper than the oceanFuck around get tha slow thug motionIf there no doubts about it ain`t no since of talkin about it??? fill up loan some money. Get a dime smokesomethin get POed New millenium Y2K, ready!My nigga, my ak , ready!My nigga, five bucks of gold,Yo fellaz I be right there, ready Back Up,Back Up, Hold Up...BACK UP!! (My nigga Back up!)Verse 5: Pastor TroyIf I start ackin up, you better cut off the gameAnd I ain`t go to say nothing, but ask the devil my nameI`m the flame and I got mo flame than a lighterI ain`t tryin to be lame, but nobody inviter Southern writer,the preacher that keep up the fire Oomp Campand Pastor Troy be layin it rideDon`t get ??? I ain`t been the one for thatSo now I travel everywhere wit that mack mackI crack heads til I bled and I thought I trickedI cut the game off quick back in `96.I`m gettin sick of the gameGo handle yo business, mayneI catch ya slippin I`m gonna lick yo azz for everythangWe Ready!Repeat Hook 8x til end