Mr. Serv-On Back Up Off Me cover

Back Up Off Me
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Verse 1
Uh, ah, da
(Are you ready for this) Err
The Ice Cream Man
(Are you ready for this)
Verse 2
It's bad like my high
(Are you ready for this)
ERRR, my No Limit Soldiers, trademark
Get em' up ugh, show ya domes, T-are-you
Verse 3
We TRU, ugh, ugh
Time to go to war, ugh
Verse 4
[Master P]
I'm posted up on the block, got these killers runnin' you sick of this
And chicken nuts, n****s slangin' with cuts
Ready to bust on you cluckers
On you n****s that sick cause we sicker
Verse 5
N****s slangin' flickers
I'm in the projects ballin' with my n****s
I'm hustlin' quarters and thirty sacks
N****s ain't f***in' with dirty sacks
Verse 6
I'm hustlin' I got those ball sacks
But y'all n****s don't know that
I'm the mad killer, murder, lunatic
You f***in' with a n**** that don't give a f*** about you
Verse 7
Or your b**** cause I'll go like psycho, ha ha ha
Like Michael, load this f***in' rifle
Start blastin' at b****es motherf***er, yeah cause I'm a psycho
Out that 3rd ward, Calliope killin' murder
Verse 8
Lunatic, haven't you heard of a n**** not playin' with a full deck
Break ya neck, hustle on ya check
Get cho' get cho' neck broke
F***in' field cats and chat
Verse 9
No Limit n****, real n****, who
Don't give a f*** when you dead and gone
Motherf***er you feel my bucks from my chrome
Verse 10
[Hook]
UGH! back up off me, feel me ugh
Feel it, back up off me, my trademark
Ugh, feel it back up off me, ugh
Verse 11
[Master P]
Goin' pack me with a n**** with no bread
Nappy head, put chu' in a grave
Don't give a f*** about chu' n****s, piss on ya forehead
I'm from that Southside, we kill with that cut rock
Verse 12
But n****s they slangin' that hoo rock
But n****s they want to boo dock, that buddha
N**** a quarter, of water
But y'all n****s late cause I done took over New Orleans
Verse 13
In the Southside to the Westside to the Eastside to the Northside
Motherf***ers never realize the young gon' die on the streets
I'm killin' murder, the lunatic
Never givin' a f***, I'm tryin' to make bucks
Verse 14
Before I leave this truck
Got these killers watchin' me
N****s not pockin' me
V got that tech nine and Man got that uzi
Verse 15
Big Boz come with rah rah, n****s with sah sah
KR hooked up the track so what the f*** why'all didn't realize
We back to takin' the battle, scattle not rattle
Get my tic tac and make ya motherf***in' head rattle
Verse 16
Like an ostrich, n**** you want some sausage
Meet me in the French Quarter
I'm kickin' it with them 3rd ward hustlers
And they bout it, n****s we rowdy
Verse 17
Never givin' a f***, we started this bout it, bout it
Now why y'all sayin' y'all bout it bout it
Y'all scared of me, yeah y'all scared of me
B**** talkin' s***, you and ya b**** I ain't afraid of ya
Verse 18
I'm hustlin' got them ballers, n****s we smokin' them quarters
Fiends be dippin' that water but we hustlin' like it ain't no tomorrow
Verse 19
[Chorus]
Verse 20
[Master P]
N****s comin' wicked, fools I'm gon' kick it
Be whippin' n****s a** like I'm cookin' greasy chicken
I'll pop off batter but n****s they want to scatter
N****s they talkin' s***, I be runnin' with them 17 round automatics
Verse 21
Up the trees, watch them n****s freeze
Don't give a f***, take off my shirt n****
No Limit on my back, back
But n****s they pullin' that sack, sack
Verse 22
TRU against my stomach motherf***er how why'all gonna fade that
The real f***in' click, ain't no love for why'all dubs
N****s think we slangin' dubs
N**** we slangin' tapes to you n****s across the world
Verse 23
N****s that squirrel, I got that girl
My lil' partner got boy, got the whirl
But I don't give a f*** cause I be sick like Suzy
Take these 32 round clips from my automatic uzi
Verse 24
Run and duck n**** you fried
Ain't no love where I'm from, from the outside to the inside
The projects from uptown to downtown
To across the river
Verse 25
N****s slangin' that dope motherf***er get cho' head twisted
In the river, you gone, ain't no love meet the chrome
I be in the project ballin' like the black Al Capone
And if you come sick you stupid
Verse 26
'Cause my click don't give a f*** cause they ready to shoot s***
Up but n**** you better duck n****
Before you find your body floatin' up the Mississippi River
Verse 27
[Chorus]

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