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lirik lagu snoop dogg – back up off me

what’s up y’all? it’s the mean-ster green-ster
this should be played in residential neighborhoods
clubs, cars, at high volume
get only wodies, at high volume

i’m a down south n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a west coast n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a east coast n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a midwest n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z

rented gat in his ride, wodie throw ’em up high
we some no limit soldiers ’til the day that we die
and everybody in my click be rowdy
oh, boot up, or shut up, or get routed

i’m from the streets and i hang with killers
i make music by the ghetto for the thugs and killers
wodie respect my hood, screamin’ cp3
n-gg- and magic and snoop, over there with me

’cause i’m a uptown n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
if we got problems we gon’ bust them triggers
throw them thangs boy, like sugar shane mosley
shake them haters, ’cause y’all can’t hold me

i’m a down south n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a west coast n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a east coast n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a midwest n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z

get bucked up, n-gg- tear da club up
if you ain’t ’bout gettin’ rowdy then back the f-ck up
y’all, know when i’m comin’ you hear the chopper go blaka, blaka
i came to tear the roof off this motherf-cker

the hyper y’all get the harder i spit
and won’t stop until they start a fight in this b-tch
when i touch the mic i set the b-tch on fire
who say they harder? they are motherf-ckin’ liar

i touch the stage the crowd go crazy
the devil raised me, you motherf-ckers can’t fade me
mr. 9th ward, better respect this
i keep my head in the air because i know i’m the sh-t

i’m a down south n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a west coast n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a east coast n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a midwest n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z

b o u t ’bout it
tear this motherf-ckin’ club up, n-gg- get rowdy
big snoop d-o-double-g in this son of a b-tch
gotcha runnin’ ’cause i’m comin’ with that south sh-t

close your mouth b-tch, dogghouse b-tch
whatchu thought motherf-cker? we gon’ stay rich
well, the sayin’ goes, we slangin’ hoes
while y’all be payin’ hoes, we g’d up
and we pushin’ these pony-ups

and the heat goes where the homie goes
and the homie knows
no limit and dogghouse keep it crack-a-lackin’
mackin’ actin’, rip-rackin’, gun clappin’ and chip stackin’

i’m a down south n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a west coast n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a east coast n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a midwest n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z

back up off me
b-tch, get off me
better back up off me
b-tch, get off me

better back up off me
b-tch, get off me
better back up off me
b-tch, get off me

i’m a 3rd ward n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a 9th ward n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a long beach n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z
i’m a no limit n-gg- so f-ck y’all n-gg-z

shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off
which one of y’all motherf-ckers [incomprehensible]
back the f-ck up

shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off

shake them haters off, shake them haters off
f-ck the world n-gg-
we back wodie, no limit, snoop p and magic
so what i want y’all to do right now bounce

shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off

shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off
shake them haters off, shake them haters off

yo snoop, it’s your country uncle master p man
the black tony montana, i wanna tell you
thank you for everything you did for no limit
we won the f-ckin’ war together

we can do what we wanna do after this
it ain’t no limit snoop, you been good to me
now, it’s time for me to be good to you
i’m ’bout to give you your own blocks wodie

you do what you wanna do
bring ’em in, we get the kilos from the south to the west
we ship ’em, give it to the world
sell it to the f-ckin’ record stores

tell the f-ckin’ haters to shut up
’cause it still ain’t no limit
i know they thought this was the last meal
but they don’t realize it ain’t the last deal snoopy

it’s me and you baby, let’s toast to success
dogg house, no limit, to the f-ckin’ world man
last meal on that puta, you f-ckin’ c-ckroaches

- lirik lagu snoop dogg

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