Watch Your Back

Lyrics

[Intro] Wu-haa! [Verse 1] It goes late night pickin' up, broke day, choppin' up Still tryin' to make that dough, when it's hot as fuck Niggas dont understand the pain'll blow you The money mold you, slow down, dunn, lemme show you Yo, you ever sold crack to your man mother? On the back of the block, and she cop it for the undercovers You ever tried to hide the pack from your little brother? Under the mattresses where the ratchets is Now he's sellin' crack and blastin' kids You ever called your sister a bitch, based out on the Strip Suckin' dick to get a hit, just a little chip Did your eyes ever cry black tears? Cuz niggas hate you, that you knew for years Did your right-hand man ever shit on you? Did your mom's house get raided and she did a bid for you? You ever got shot up and put in critical, yo You ever owed a coke man a hundred grams or two? Do you know the outcome or what you're dealing with? Serious repercussions, consequences Judge slams a hammer, a life sentence I'm a real nigga so this I must mention Watch your back [...] [Verse 2] Early in the mornin', time to make the donuts I see my fellow niggas, everybody wanna blow up Go get the 40's and the Dutches, set it off 'Cause that's how we left off last night, of course It's a new day but the same ol' shit, word The D's is out and they lookin' to be served The pain is hard to adjust to, nobody trust you So fuck it, get on your hustle Police wanna bust you, niggas wanna buck you People that used to love you, now they saying fuck you Lord, what have I done to deserve all this pain? Pumpin' nights in rain gettin' off them thangs Takin' all money, food stamps, pinky rings And weddin' bands, goin' strong hand to hand I look in the mirror and ask the man, he understands Watch your back [...] [Verse 3] Yo, watch your back, your next move might be your last Motherfuckers is rotten, they plottin' on that ass You fucked up, showed that bitch all your cash You shouldn't have did that, might push your wig back Kids get kidnapped, holes in your six pack Recognize what I'm saying, dun Half the hood is dead and the other half laying up Heads up, eyes and ears open Coke from Headqcourterz, rest in peace, I'm zoning Shit is real on the frontline Dodging bullets, stiffing, the boss shitted, plus one time They wanna kill a nigga over a lil' bread Fall back, call a scally, get a lil' head Cuz if not, they up on that roof top Plain clothes, nigga, don't get knocked Remember the Ten Commandments; Big Pop' Ain't gettin' bagged, stay the fuck from police Watch your back