Got Yo Back

Why do I roll in my truck like that
With the heat on my lap
Cause you know I got your back
Why
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back

Any problem getting started
Bring the heat and bring it to arrive
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back
Why
Cause you know I got your back

Even if I’m busy at work
Or with my girl humping
Homie if you need me I’m coming
In the closet where my heater’s at
Load up the duffel bag K
With the drum and that 44 mag
Jump in my ride and smash
Anybody fucking with
My mother fucking niggas
That’s they ass

Yo I beat it in a jiff
They couldn’t find the other homies
But I got them bangs with me
Left anything lead it’s iffy
And for your brain strictly
Try to run and I’m aiming for your kidney
No matter what the season
Light it up like Christmas

My nigga know to call me
Cause he know I’m with the business
I reciprocate although I’m a thug
I give a hug, blow a hug
A pound for a pound
A slug for a slug
I hit you with the game
You know I hit you with the slug
Cause if you fuck with one of us
Then you gets no love

Why do I roll in my truck like that
With the heat on my lap
Cause you know I got your back
Why
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back

Any problem getting started
Bring the heat and bring it to arrive
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back
Why
Cause you know I got your back

Hey I’ll be the first nigga
To roll out whenever you call
And I don’t give a fuck if my
Bitch was tripping I was there Dawg
If you ever can depend on anybody
That’ll be me
I might bullshit for a minute
Trying to get me a little sleep
But I shank that shit
Get myself up quick
I might light up a new blunt
And then I’m out that itch
On a highway for miles
With my music turned up
Loud, bouncing going wild
Like with the “fuck this niggas…”
And I knew it had to be something
To get me out because
You know I didn’t want to be fussing
And hear my bitch mouth
You were going about your tactics
While I love you know doubt
You said take care of them kids
And fuck what life dish out

And you meant that
And every time you left
Nigga
You said that
Check it
But any nigga that would ride
And be with that
That’s why I got your back
No lie
Nigga
I cross my heart and hope to die

Why do I roll in my truck like that
With the heat on my lap
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back
Why
Cause you know I got your back

Any problem getting started
Bring the heat and bring it to arrive
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back
Why
Cause you know I got your back

Oh drop my talk
With real niggas
So when you hit me
I”m down to smash
Whether it’s personal
Business or it’s time to get the cash
Ex amounts or down fall
Between us all we still stand tall
We still remain men of honor
We niggas fuck off
50 caliber bust up on
The track and go though street shit
Half the hood niggas and thugs
That’s who I be with
Trust each other with secrets
That you take to the grave
Nutty Knocc Out Baby Gangsta
Big Loc my Folk
Lou Reed new west
Sorta blaze up the smoke
For you dubs
If you’re listening
The lines you can quote

All my cons went for broke
The savages so gone for loc
Bitches trip off appearance
While haters
Checking how we roll

My gang falls cold
Just like this life
Play the cards
That you’re dealt
It’s guns at night
To let you know
Where you’re grown
And I can feel where you’re right
I got no friends just loved ones
Like millers reaching your war

Why do I roll in my truck like that
With the heat on my lap
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back

Any problem getting started
Bring the heat and bring it to arrive
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back

No nuts no glory
We trade war stories
And any time I need
You was there in a hurry
Nigga I’ll squeeze the hammer
Before I let you get worried
Long as I got your back
You don’t never gotta worry
For you nigga
I’ll get my Chucks dirty
Scope a nigga fumble
When I’m with that 30 30

I was a nobody
Before this blow game
My nigga Loc set me down
And laced me up on cocaine
Money for sure thing
No more petty change
Take my niggas to the line
And introduce them to the range
And if a red on the bangs
Hook the thing
Nigga cross that gun range
Watch the bullets start to rain
Check with the chain
These streets bring pain
But as long as I’ve got
My niggas
I’m gonna remain the same
Remain sane
A baby gangsta to my grave
My niggas I will never stray
On my back I will lay

Why do I roll in my truck like that
With the heat on my lap
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back

Any problem getting started
Bring the heat and bring it to arrive
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back
Cause you know I got your back