D.J. Paul - Back Da f** Back lyrics

[Intro: DJ Paul talking] It's on now, you know a lot of folks ask me why I call myself the king of Memphis Basically cause n***as studying us you know, what I'm saying A lot of sh** that we doing n***as Want to do you know, what I'm saying We brought the first platinum and gold plaques to the city We representing the city We did the first movie you know What I'm saying holding it down Now all of a sudden everybody want To be a hypnotize minds or hypnotize camp posse You know n***as want to dis me and talk sh** I show half of these n***as to stay on beat You know what I'm talking 'bout But it's cool though we can play if you want to play [Verse 1: DJ Paul] I'm a snitch n***a k**a 3rd ward gun spitter Been loadin' triggers with them hydro shots n***a I'm the man been the man since before you (Yean know) Rocking shows f**ings hoes waiting for you (Yean know) Riding clean cut green maine before you (Yean know) My own crib, money in bank before you And I'm a pro with a 4-5 Try to test me b**h don't try to make me out a f**ing lie I never go against the f**ing grain But if you cross me first I got to show You, I'm a f**ing mayn I had some n***as in my clique that I'm glad they gone And it's some n***as in my clique that I hate they gone Cause right here it's 'bout that business not that bullsh** If you winning 'bout that business get the f** trick Before I buck trick you better duck trick Or get ran over by them black f**ing trucks b**h [Hook] Don't pull yo gun unless you gonna use it (Back da f** back) Don't pull yo gun unless you gonna do it (Back da f** back) Don't let a n***a like me beat you to it (Back da f** back) You better you use it you better do it (Back da f** back) Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] Sir Lord, your highness, majesty, king Hitin' stupid n***as with the boom-ping-ping Cuttin' down a hoe with the sling blade sling Tape the mouth up so they don't hear you scream A butcher knife won't leave a big enough scar I'ma leave yo a** with a shark-bite mark Rip off yo sleeve leave off the brakes on you b**h Trick a** pigeon you motherf**ing snitch Then I take yo guts and I drill 'em spill 'em For these kind of burns you can't use penicillin A boy is harder than 4 large chili Oh, n***a I would love to beat yo a** silly Execute while you beggin' down on your kn-izz-ees Take you to the morgue and I'll put yo in the fr-izz-eeze My favorite hobby is hiding n***as bodies A real k**a like to work clean not sloppy [Hook] Don't point a gun unless you gonna use it (Back da f** back) Don't pull a gun unless you gonna do it (Back da f** back) Don't let a n***a like me beat you to it (Back da f** back) You better you use it you better do it (Back da f** back) Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Don't point a gun unless you gonna use it (Back da f** back) Don't pull a gun unless you gonna do it (Back da f** back) Don't let a n***a like me beat you to it (Back da f** back) You better you use it you better do it (Back da f** back) Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back Back da f** back, n***a, back da f** back