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Lyricist: Bone Crusher, Dru
Lyrics:
YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP OFF ME
So I walks in the club (yeeh ho) I say what's up See this girl and this bruuh (WHAT!/yeeh ho) I said what's up So I step to em close (WHAAAT!/yeeh ho) I say what's up Now I pulled him by his shuuuuurt(YEEEEEESSSSSS) I said what's up Now he's runnin runnin and runnin away me Dippin through the crowd tryin to grease some Hennessy I told that nigga DON'T TRY TO FLEE DON'T TRY TO FLEE Now I'm bout to break him down on in the knees I see his boys(and uh) his other boys (and uh) Some more of his friends(but um), I'm in it to win So I rush and tackle boy,(you did WHAT?!) I punished boy(YESSSS!!) I broke the leg of boy (WHAAT?!), ain't noone knowing Here he comes again, the Crusher takin him out, no doubt We on the dance flo, but we don't dance no mo We out to take him down like thaat Nigga step up get laid-on yo back!
YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP OFF ME
The venue set,(YESS) I'm ready for action (MOTHAFUCKA) Bitch niggas, attack son (WHAAT!) Run em up, get yo life taken son Then pose with these fists, with these face it'd be bricks Ya'll niggas want it, your ex-pect-ta-tions HIIIIIIIIIIIGH I watch the blood skeet from yo EEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYE Throw them bos(boys), fuck them hoes Throw them bos(boys), fuck them hoes Bitch niggas came with a heart at soft as putty gold We them street hustlers pimpin, simpin and dippin Grindin for our papers in the trap while y'all slippinnn Calicos through the head of any nigga that's trippin YOU WANNA FIGHT?? Bring yo weapons and ammunition! Tech Nine's and, Calicos, and uh We them niggas that be....BREAKIN HOEES(BITCH!) FUCK THEM NIGGAS
YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP OFF ME
Get off my back hoe, watch yo ass hoe In these streets, me creeps so stand back ho(Huyhh!) And put them pistols in the sky Bringing em all, we finna ride To my Southside, fuck-hoe get it off yo mind Then put it back up fo I bust my Nine Better act up or just quit tryin Cuz, ya put up what's mine, just the way he stopped that crying And back up hoe, we strapped up hoe If you ain't bout no drama then back up fo
YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP YEEEH HO BACK UP OFF ME
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