Back To Tha Shit

Album cover art for "Back To Tha Shit" by JT the Bigga Figga & San Quinn & D-Moe

JT the Bigga Figga & San Quinn & D-Moe - Rap, Hip-Hop

Back To Tha Shit

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[Intro/Hook: JT the Bigga Figga] The G-L-P is throwing shots to you niggas domes Cocking Glocks, pulling macs when the funk is on Pack your chrome motherfucker when you leave home When you fucking with them niggas from the danger zone [Verse 1: D-Moe] Well back on the track is the nigga D-Moeja Sipping on the Grand Mar' and puffing on the doja And everybody know the D dash Moe can have you hittin' Cause shit that I be spittin' is fittin' tighter than a mitten Written in a book by a crook I was locked up And did so much dirt that I should have been boxed up Gone with the wind but I'm still in the house Giving game from my brain to my motherfucking mouth I gives a fuck I'm sick as fuck I'm from the Y-B-G Now D dash Moe is just a factor in the S-F-C Ninety-three, Get Low be going federal Top notch, motherfucker on a pedestal I'm coming tight don't try to perp and say a nigga not Because these bullets that me got in me gun is hot Now piggidy-pop, piggidy-pop, piggidy-pop pop Seventeen rounds out a nickel-plated Glock I gets my currency, my capital, my cash flow I mean my mail, my scratch do you feel me though? So don't be stressin' it's a lesson from tha Youngsta A playa and a hustla, and can't fuck with you bustas Trust a bitch? Never would, never could, gotta stack Got a mac, keep a hoe on her back, pack a nine On the grind, every time, coming sick G-L-P in the house getting back to the shit [JT the Bigga Figga] Well G-L-P is throwing shots to you niggas domes Creepin' through the cuts, flippin' em up when the funk is on Mr. Illiac on the track quite exceptional professional mack When I'm 'bout to check a fat stack From the editor, currency a four to five creditor Docked in the back on the gank like the predator Utilize and finalize my mission, chewin' niggas up When it comes to competition, now they wishin' That we slip to the flip to the beat to the bone Niggas was here but now they gone The Get Low P is in the house Poppin' it on the microphone My nigga Herm hooked it up for us niggas The Young Baby Boy, D-Moe and the Figga Just a few young niggas from The Moe-town When we pop the shit, nigga cause we throw down Now my nigga San Quinn is about to flow So let me pass the mic and tell them niggas about them hoes [San Quinn] You silly hoes and niggas better peep this game While this game is worth my peepin' Creepin' through the Sucka Free I'm knockin' fools out, leavin' 'em sleepin' Cause it's a daily operation for us to wreck thangs I'm whippin' and flippin', slidin' and slippin' through Frisco, the hoes swang From the nutsack, you ready to buck I'm ready to buck back I'm down for the funk up on the streets or all up in the fuckin' rap I'll tiggity-tag your ass fast with this nine millimeter Scared to follow the leader, so with the slug I gotta leave ya The Get Low rep from The Moe to The Point Smoke a blunt and a joint, The Young Baby Boy's the right choice When I voice my opinion you better recognize Cause it's your own fuckin' life you might jeopardize Commitin' crimes I'm droppin' rhymes and hittin' the fuckin' dank and I'm fuckin' your bitch and checkin' my grips and sippin' on the drank and I'm gankin', and gafflin' and jumpin' off the fuckin' top flo' I'll bust a spin and a grin and Quinn will Get Low [Spoken: JT the Bigga Figga] Nineteen ninety-three, the G-L-P Mackin stackin' and always stackin' Ready to flip a track and check a fat stack nigga Coming from the west side of the Presidio JT the Bigga Figga, San Quinn and D-Moe Three young niggas Three young Gs Poppin' that shit with ease, mayne And we outta here fasho-ly, ya know me? Ha ha [Chorus/Outro: JT the Bigga Figga] Three young niggas from the Get Low Cause we poppin' that shit outta Frisco I say three young niggas from the Get Low From the Get Low, from the Get Low Cause we poppin' that shit on a daily basis From the Get Low town cause they tryin' to take this Game from the gamer, but they cain't Cause that's how the shit go mayne Three young niggas from the Get Low Cause we poppin' that shit outta Frisco I say three young niggas from the Get Low From the Get Low, from the Get Low

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