Fall Back

Lyrics
[Intro: Juvenile] Yeah, Fresh! This that real shit right cheah Mr. Marty Gra, my nigga Z-Ro And my nigga Trae tha Truth, let's go We goin' from the N.O. to H-Town, nigga New Houston! [Chorus: [?]] You don't really want it with me, homie, fall back Got a Louisville Slug' at your dome, better fall back Anybody can get it, a short or a tall cat For the slightest disrespect, you gon' be where the Lord at Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black [Verse 1: Juvenile] Ah, man, you're like the TV, every time you see me I thought you would keep it G, bitch, you been listenin' to your CD Tryna be like the Bee Gees, swear you wanna be elite I don't see in no 3D, I put you bitches on delete You got bitch in your blood, and I can see how you rockin' Youse a wannabe thug, you sour niggas, you rotten I see ya showin' your mug, but you ain't finna do nothin' Please, don't give me no problems, you violate, and I'm ridin' I'm in the streets, and you hidin', I'm hard as fuck, and you cotton I pull up [?] yappin', pop 'em, that's how I stop 'em Yes, I'm hated by many, but losin' is not an option Take a baby 'way from her mother like an adoption Treat 'em like onions and bell peppers, I chop them You tryna leave out the building, I got ya blocked in You know a few people, now you figure you locked in You don't wan' see me in black, then stay off the block, then [Chorus: [?], Z-Ro] You don't really want it with me, homie, fall back Got a Louisville Slug' at your dome, better fall back Anybody can get it, a short or a tall cat For the slightest disrespect, you gon' be where the Lord at Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black (Uh) [Verse 2: Z-Ro] Niggas is the new bitches today, and that's wack Same niggas you think are gangster bein' hit from the back His dick missin', he got a clit where that supposed to be at His jeans tighter than my flow, it ain't supposed to be that Bitch, I got a gangster disease, so don't stand close to me, black I murder people around the nation, not just locally, black So if you see me mean-muggin' with my fo'head balled up (Yeah) 'Cause when the ambulances and polices get called up I'll be wipin' blood off my Gucci lens [?] Z-Ro is a lesbian, that man ain't got no men friend I wear my pride on my shoulders and my heart on my sleeve Biggest side ho you ever seen, I'm a part of the street I been an asshole by nature since I started to breathe Gun so big, I ain't gotta get my target [?] Fuck your whole block, bitch, I'm from the Wish a Nigga Woods (Ayy, ayy) No scary bone in my body, I'll pistol whip [?] [Chorus: [?]] You don't really want it with me, homie, fall back Got a Louisville Slug' at your dome, better fall back Anybody can get it, a short or a tall cat For the slightest disrespect, you gon' be where the Lord at Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black [Verse 3: Trae tha Truth] Bitch, I'm in this Black mask, [?] four-door Murder game independent, yeah, I handle my business solo Yeah, I imitate Robert Davis, torture niggas in slow-mo' .223s be like a dentist, yeah, your mouth is where them hoes go Hustle even when beefin', won't leave 'til your block bled I don't tell 'em to fall back, I tell 'em to fall [?] I'm like some of my freaks, they goin' for all head I ain't the one to fuck with, probably why they all scared Niggas know that I ain't that one, if I pull up on 'em, they better get that gun Trunk full of heat, fresh out the sun, AK-74, shit done It don't matter where you're from, my respect could get ya touched Asshole by nature, I'm [?], and, bitch, I'ma conduct as such I got more niggas than a Million Man March With shit that hit ya in July, turn it to fall witcha body parts While you niggas play Tin Man, searchin' for a heart I'm Picasso behind the steel, definition of perfect art, uh [Chorus: [?]] You don't really want it with me, homie, fall back Got a Louisville Slug' at your dome, better fall back Anybody can get it, a short or a tall cat For the slightest disrespect, you gon' be where the Lord at Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back If a nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black (Uh)
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Credits
- Writers
- Trae tha Truth
- Z-Ro
- Juvenile