Artist: Webbie f/ Lil Boosie Album: Savage Life Song: Back Up Typed by: thugc2005@aol.com * * send corrections to the typist Trill Entertainment nigga mic check, Webbie and Boosie Ya heard me, this how its goin down nigga, check it out Back up bitch, back up bitch, back up C'mon, trill entertainment Yo hood can't fuck with mine [WEBBIE] Now I know, that you ain't really bout that shit that you be talkin about And you be just runnin ya mouth but you'll get knocked out drug out the club house Showin up with yo thugs, me and my thugs'll make yo thugs bounce I, suggest that you respect it disrespect I'll have to check it and when I check it gets hectic You don't want no savage doin no damage to yo section while I fuckk yo babymama she say fuck my babydaddy If a nigga wants some static let'em have thats the G-Code since 94' I been throwed up in beast mode Street life is all I know, sellin yo money, cars and clothes run for real don't fuck with hoes, unload and reload We G's y'all hoes, y'all ain't ready to swang with us, since youngstas growin up y'all people wouldn't let y'all hang with us Yo people prolly 'dont play with guns boy they dangerous', my peeps don't play with guns they stay with guns and I slang'em [CHORUS] Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up [BOOSIE] Now when I enter this bitch I was ready to get off in my some shit, cause I love my hood and I'ma represent in this bitch Now in the parkin lot, I had that for glock ready that jig goin keep me hype when I be watchin over Webbie In my city A.P. glocks and Smith and Weston, thugs who be second guessin them the ones who be restin God gave me a blessin, told me get the croud crunk, say Boo dont change yo style give the croud what they want (look) Now I'm that rumble in the jungle 2004 Hummer stunna, my momma she still wonder why her sons a young gunner Back back, back back, get out my way let me mob, all that poppin in a nigga played out in 95' [CHORUS] Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up [WEBBIE] I see y'all actin nigga, oh yeah y'all act a fool, betta stop that actin lil savage'll beat you black and blue I been abused you gotta excuse my attitude, plus I been smokin Hy-dro and drinkin yak and bruise I been a fool out here packin tools since middle school I been a fool I had the most lud up in the school, a phonebook a referrals I ain't follow no rules Be quite in class, don't act back and raise ya hands was old rules I skipped the class act the ass and sold some crack to white dudes Between class smoked Kools and big blunts before school Straight up, many niggaz glad I ain't go to your school, played them hoes I woulda played you like a hoe too Thats tat boy I don't, he start fights errywhere he goes to but proudly I don't give a fuck, try me I'll fight you Hold up back up a bit you fuckin up my white shoes, alright I ask you once, BITCH MOVE! [CHORUS] Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up Bitch back up back up back up bitch back up back up back up back up bitch back up