Takem Back

Take 'em back Hatch Take 'em back, take 'em back In tha rental Jag I remember nigga Gettin' plenty ass Garfield Street We grew up youngstas on tha corner tryna make a livin' Tryna make it back home, so we take a pistol 15, mug mean, we was big boys Clutching on tha big toys, gamble wit' tha big boys I ain't cry like a bitch when it got hard On tha block all day, Me and Big Boy (Big Chris) Hope I live to see tomorrow, got a big rod Got a lil rap name, got a lil head start Chrome tucked, all chromed up Remember fuckin' all tha juveniles, who remember that? Kangol was tha winter hat Me and my nigga in tha rental Jag gettin' plenty ass Henny bottle in tha backseat Dirty choppa in tha backseat If it's a problem, let my nigga out tha backseat He ASAP, make ya ass leak and it's that deep Take 'em back Hatch Take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Hatch Wasn't no killin' then Take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Hatch Take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Hatch Them niggas loved me then They used to love me then Remember I ain't have a gold chain Wood fingers with tha four hand This was way before tha cocaine Gambled so much at night, my fingers stiffin' in tha cold man I lost my old man '97 was a cold year, '98 was a slow year (Talk to 'em nigga) '99 was a grind you ain't seen in a long time Now tha hoes straight walk to me nigga Quit school, fuck that I'mma big shot 2 kids back to back, now my dick hot 20 G's a verse, tryna quit, now why sell tha work when I do a verse for a brick now Niggas switching in tha click now My money steady gettin' thick now These niggas comin' for my shit huh Had to buss a nigga shit huh And he knew that I was sick huh Take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Hatch Take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back They wasn't jealous then, they wasn't jealous then Take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Hatch, take 'em back Hatch Them niggas loved me then So many niggas man they loved me then Take 'em back Hatch Shit '03 when it first started 100 b's of tha Bob Marley on 55 (Jacktown) Go hit my nigga Slow on Les Street My block, G Street no bitch street Coke, weed, x pills couldn't miss me On my homie street, they call me Big Chief Turned up to tha roof all night This when Ruger, Reb, and Lil Neek they was ridin' bikes Slangin' tommy's every night by tha club scene Green and yellow cd had tha club mean Rollin' wit' a nigga then, in tha end Same nigga, came right and tried to touch me '06 it was ugly, remember dat '07 they started hatin', we got plenty gats '08 they started rappin, we wasn't rappin back '09 no questions asked, that's yo ass Take 'em back Hatch Take 'em back Hatch Out tha window, and I'm waving that Take 'em back Hatch Take 'em back Hatch Ankie Paul in tha blue truck, I'm in tha back Comin' out wit' a bigger bag Take 'em back Hatch Out tha window man, and I'm waving that Shootin' at tha mall When they tried to hit my dawg up When they tried to hit us all up