Backbone - Like This lyrics

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Backbone - Like This lyrics

(feat. Blvd. International, Odd Ball) Uh-oh.. Uh-oh, uh-oh.. Uh-oh.. Uh-oh, uh-oh.. (Hook) It's like that y'all! (Oh my, it's like this!) It's like that y'all! (No, uh-uh, it's like this!) It's like that y'all! (No, uh-uh, it's like this!) It's like that y'all! (No, uh-uh, it's like this!) (Odd Ball) Man, we ride top peel't back, (Uh-huh) chapstick with the shine Know what they know 'bout that, (Uh-huh) on the mission to get mine I'm ridin with Fat Cracks (Heyy!) Slic Patna one of a kind Man Shawty Putt, got my back, drop down, drop of a dime Now go on girl! Let's see ya shake it 'til you can't shake it no more This for my folk, posted up in the cut, we chief in control Now what it is y'all, mayne, I thought y'all already know I'm old school like the hubcaps with them folds, now take it slow I'm just rollin man, ho patrollin, pistol holdin And hopin to stack up my cheese, before the mo'nin Cuz somethin, sho' got to give out here, we bumpin Like two fifteens off in yo' trunk, this sh** been thumpin (Backbone) Uh-huh..Yeah He ain't talk that sh** in every rhyme he wrote (Huh?) I turn around and rock-n-roll with Shawdy Lo (Huh?) I stand before ya, check the tag for authenticity Gon' make ya know - I got my Slic Patna off in here wit me See Shawdy make a play, he's a ten year veteran Take these young G's to school, learn 'em a lesson 'bout me (Huh?) Shawdy with the gold tooth grin Play the cut low-key, D-Boy, get it in Call in Front Street, (Uh-huh) make sure they got the money right From Trump's tree, we brought heat for when these n***as run up on me It don't stop it don't quit You hear me talkin n***a, it's like this (Hook x2) (Blvd. Int. yelling in Spanish) (Blvd Int) De deje (BackBone) I told ya (x8) (Backbone) A dark cloud bring the storm, the natural born (thunder) I, give it to 'em raw, in it's purest form That THING, they JUMP IN, know what I MEAN? That thing holla, (Back-a-bone!) with the thing I'm, So Fresh, So Clean, never no frap' I'm, going to the club, bullsh** ya not! SWAT, GA, I'm from that A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-A Cascade, with a cliché, smoke some (inhales) Burn it down, keep it workin all across town Break bread, tell them young n***as "Put down" OK, Slic Patna is you wit me (Fo' sho', ya right!) Lil' buddy tell 'em what it hit like! (Odd Ball) Man you know these hoes chose, a n***a spit that pimp sh** These n***as hate, cuz we grippin wood when we whip sh** Win or lose, I'ma be the first n***a to rip sh** A double T-I-C, we gon' tell ya some good sh** If that girl ain't got no dinner fixed, dip, f** that bullsh** Never slip, one in the chamber for all that punk sh** Didn't write schemes, my whole team on some money sh** Come tell me right, my folk ain't down wit that funny sh** Some n***as I know, been steady flexin on that bunny sh** Roll up some dope and they swear that they runnin sh** I caught my man and these hoes, they know some other sh** Don't tell your life is hemp, Slic Patna runnin sh** (Hook x4) (music until fade)

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