Hold this
Who wrote this?
The n***a in the black Aston
And he run with Ghost
They like two wild Jamaicans who don't play
Bud and guns get blown
Lift the top of your toupee
Fingers on the side of my eye
Dont care about the next thing
So he got license
Making n***az like ice
f** it, I hate it
See a lot of snake n***az living next to you
Just stayin in the mandolin
Fade it
Look youre the chef
Then cook
I got stress to look
You got your back daddy
n***az got you in jail
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers, back stabbers
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers, back stabbers
All you fellows
And do you really care?
Yeah,yeah
All you fellows
You better beware
A few of your murders
They show their shoot yeah
Aiming straight at your back
And I dont think theyll miss
What they do?
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers, back stabbers
I keep getting all these visits
From my friends
They come to my house
Again and again
Again and again
So they dare to see my woman?
I dont even be home
But they just keep on coming
What can I do?
To get on the right rack?
I wish they took some of you tonight
They got my back
What they do?
They smile in your face
All the time they wanna take your place
The back stabbers, back stabbers
What they doin?
They smile in your face
Smiling faces, smiling faces
They smile in your face
They smile in your face
Backstabbers
They smile in your face