Lyrics:
Get it if you wanna grab it
No need for words cuz 'hustle' to me is automatic
[Chorus: x4]
To the east what you doin'?
We bouncin', we bouncin
bouncin', we bouncin'
To the south what you doin'?
We bouncin', we bouncin'
[Verse 3]
I hear em talking money but I ain't seen nuthin
I'll be bumpin
bangin in those walls
Gotcha up against the wall
My dick hangin by yo jaw
Call it murder he spoke
But i aint talkin no feds
Its just murder he wrote
When i
they from outta town
6 15s in the candy painted cadillac
Bumpin "break em off" (don't make me break you off somethin)
Rollin tips like a maniac
Playa
they from outta town
6 15s in the candy painted cadillac
Bumpin "break em off" (don't make me break you off somethin)
Rollin tips like a maniac
Playa
Real niggaz that had enough of this shit
Going platinum without a nann nigga bumpin your shit
Now tell me
Weak nigga how you do dat deah
Westcoast
To fuel whats left of me
Left behind my younger mind I seek divine took me by surprise
You brought me to my knees with my
Back against the wall
Walk
Of a hell bent environment, the odds against us
Back to the wall y'all, refuse to fall
All hands on deck yes, prepare to brawl
Uh, every time I try
808s
Disturbing the peace thats a clear cut case
On the way to dead presidents
Thats a DOA
Back all against the wall
Like the Leanin' Tower
I do not fall
lookin for that wall
So I can put my back up against it
Cause it ain't no love from the beginnin to the endin
They got me pledgin the flag that want
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Diddy]
Well it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a jam
Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall
Well let's see how Rob be
Ain't shit changed
I said I would but I'm full of it
In the woods burning trees
Like a contractor
Back against the wall
My chiropractor
Inhale Exhale
always on it
Steady smokin' out the glass, got the plastic go and pawn it
And get a refund check, I bet you sell your mamma's drawls
You keep bouncin
tweet a lot
My brother on the block, we go back to elementary
Almost caught a body, stabbing on the news affect me
Penitentiary, juveniles, house arrest,
mamma's drawls
[JR:] You keep bouncin like my balls off the walls just because
[JR:] You want a piece of what I got plus a sack of my pot
[JR:] Think you're
customer service,so I can't complain
My bud taste like hate,you live an angry way
Yoke the collar up,skrilla back or you gettin slain
Couldn't see ya luck
back to the first judge,
Sayin' don't work for ya
I wasn't gettin' off that easy, my case had a little substance
And the odds are stacked against me
that's yo' life
The street life, ballin' outta control
My million dollar spot, way too cold
So many record haters, my back against the wall
When I was
this place's only lie
So when the floor gives way to ceiling
(Floor gives way to ceiling)
But your back is against the wall
(Against the wall)
In a loop
to double back to come and yo' thotty
Carter keep telling me, "Lil' bro, chill, you
Was made for this shit, bro
You work for a mil'"
My cousin denied on his
on my face dissipate her fake frown
The more work I binge will better my aisle
While they acting all vile I be bakin my own style
Against me is
We'd be at the Bismarck, and the Racquetball club
Plugged with Gucci promotion so we got in free
Against the wall me and my guys formed a colony,
attracted
to her over the shoulder boulder (HOLDER)
strapped (ON) her back end
back to reality back to life
back to the (FEATURE OF FRIDAY NIGHT)
hurt me hurt
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