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lirik lagu lil rob - back up

lil rob talking:
times are going crazy holmes.it’s a lot different to what it use to be to me.thest fewls need to back the f-ck up ai.orale check this dog,ai check this out ai.

v1:
sittin at the bar just tippin the gl-ss,tryna slow down my life because it’s gettin to fast.but i don’t mind,see it’s like quick in a flash.see that chick? she’s imagining my d-ck in her -ss.whoa.did i say that? that’s crazy aint it.just crazy livin,i don’t know how to explain it.don’t get me wrong home boy,i’m not complainin.don’t get all mad i’m not braggin i’m just sayin.they’re playin.(?) me by my music.i’m just a vato that’ll do it just to do it.i want nothing to do with.foney peple don’t care what you like and don’t care who your cool with.your stupid.acting like your with the new kid,but i no you back in school you wanted to be the cool kid.well i sat back and didn’t give a f-ck.now rap is all i got so homeboy that’s what’s up.back the f-ck up.

chourus:
homie please back up,(back up)
10 paces from the truck(back the f-ck up dogg)
don’t wanna press your luck(you don’t want none of this right here holmes)
my bomb will self distruct(back the f-ck up)
homie please back up
10 paces from the truck(i’ll self distruct)
don’t wanna press your luck(back your f-ckin -sses up)
my bomb will self distruct(back up!)

v2:
i don’t forget about the past,and now i’m kickin your -ss.i’ll do it again and laugh because your kissen my -ss.i got a brand new 45 and i’m abel to shoot.itchy finger hair trigger and it’s pointed at you.i’m not here to claim that i’m all insane in the brain.i’m just here to let you know i’m not the same as you (?) you’ll get what’s comeing to you.yell for help.no ones running to you.you burnt the bridges remember.so no ones f-ckin with you aint got no friends aint got no ends.cuz you keep on hurting people.tell me when does it end.when will you relize that sh-t aint cool.i feel sorry for them kids that wanna be like you.but there just kids they don’t really know what to do.don’t worry mijo it will come to you then you’ll say f-ck this fewl.what was i thinking about this vato’s being about a bunch of dumb sh-t can’t believe i use to b-mp this f-ck this.

chorus:

v3:
jumpin the carrucha put my foot on the gas.hit the second switch from the left to lift up the -ss.them chicken sh-ts will come to brake up the gl-ss.then will catch you putos slippin and i’ll put a cap in your -ss.bulet holes in my own car if that’s where you are.handle my sh-t then probably go back to the bar.have me a drink.sit back and think about all the f-ckin bull sh-t that happend to me within this week.but i’m 3 feet from gold and i was told that i got a flow that’s cold.i guess that explains so many units sold.i’ll make jams for hopefully when you get old.i’m a good guy but sumtimes i just explode.sometimes i wish that i would rather be home.put down the michrophone and leave it alone.turn off my phone.becuase it’s bull sh-t the way it goes down.but my people really need me around chicano sound.

chorus:
homie please back up(ai back the f-ck up)
10 paces from the truck(back up)
don’t wanna press your luck(you don’t wanna press your luck holmes)
my bomb will self distruct.
homie please back up(back up)
10 paces from the truck(10 paces from the truck)
don’t wanna press your luck(don’t wanna press your luck)
my bomb will self distruct(blow your -sses up)

back the f-ck up ai.

- lirik lagu lil rob

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