Story Behind The Song
Seems like everyone wants to hear gansta music, so we had to put one out.
Song Description
watch everything you do, where you go, stay out of the way are you might be in the way and get popped.
Song Length |
4:44 |
Genre |
Rap - Gangsta, Rap - Hip Hop |
Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
Mood |
Anxious, In High Spirits |
Subject |
Frustration, Danger |
Similar Artists |
Ice Cube, Mystikal |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Get Yo Ass Back
Chorus:
Get yo ass back bitch get yo ass back
Get yo ass back quick get yo ass back
Get yo ass back before yo ass get capped
You don?t wanna see where my hand be at
Get yo ass back bitch get yo ass back
Get yo ass back quick get yo ass back
Get yo ass back before yo ass get capped
You don?t wanna see where my hand be at
Verse 1:
Get yo ass back before yo ass get capped
Talk shit to me man yo head get cracked
We 20 niggas deep and we all stay strapped
Just in case a nigga wanna say something back
Laying on the floor asking where yo boys at
I don?t know if I wanna hit you wit the Mack or the gat
I aint got no problem putting these slugs in yo back
Yo ass better run when you see that
If you see what I got you gon have a heart attack
The shit that I got probally make yo brain splat
I?m so sick I feed your corpse to the rats
Then piss in the back of your Cadillac
I?m too paranoid in this crazy world
Ill drop a nigga just for saying hi to my girl
You got heat too well we can see whose is bigger
I aint never shot nobody but I aint scared to pull the trigger
Chorus:
Get yo ass back bitch get yo ass back
Get yo ass back quick get yo ass back
Get yo ass back before yo ass get capped
You don?t wanna see where my hand be at
Get yo ass back bitch get yo ass back
Get yo ass back quick get yo ass back
Get yo ass back before yo ass get capped
You don?t wanna see where my hand be at
Verse 2:
Its either you or me what you crying peace
You can?t be my friend cuzz I consider you enemy
Calling me a ho trying to tell me no
I pop off collar plus i'm straight cutthroat
You niggas is fake cant mess with you dudes
Turn yo back on me and out of state you?ll have to move
In Missouri kc is what i?m repping
Run up on me and the ground is where you laying
Yo I aint no veteran I don?t care what set you in
Who the fuck you think you are I don?t see no superstar
So let me hear you say move get up out my way
You can?t be like me cuzz I am straight and you are gay
I battle anyone my words are like a gun
Stick a fork in this turkey it looks like he is done
So cry to your mama it happens every tima
You try to be like me and you will always cause some drama
Chorus:
Get yo ass back bitch get yo ass back
Get yo ass back quick get yo ass back
Get yo ass back before yo ass get capped
You don?t wanna see where my hand be at
Get yo ass back bitch get yo ass back
Get yo ass back quick get yo ass back
Get yo ass back before yo ass get capped
You don?t wanna see where my hand be at
Verse 3:
If you wanna talk shit then ima empty the clip
My whole dog we straight gangsters bitch
If you really wanna see what I?m working wit
Just look at the right side of my hip
Step to me now yo ass is dumb
You better take my advice and yo ass better run
You can pull y oaks out and when you get done
My heat is so sick dog I only need one
I aint playing around I lay yo monkey ass down
Then hide your body where it can be found
I got my heat man I?m locked and loaded now
Two more steps and yo ass is in the ground
Don?t get the wrong idea cuzz I?m a real nice guy
I shoot face to face I don?t do drive bys
Benji tell them the rule that I live by
(Never let a bitch ass nigga slide)
Chorus:
Get yo ass back bitch get yo ass back
Get yo ass back quick get yo ass back
Get yo ass back before yo ass get capped
You don?t wanna see where my hand be at
Verse 4:
I?m like Pac I?m a hip hop most wanted
Most of them niggas don?t even know how to sip on it
By the time I start sipping on some Hennessey
Make the street bump the game even harder
Even though that?s war on the streets and war on the block aint no half stepping around here
These motherfuckers make me think the games controlled and by the time they come I?m moving up so close
Buck shot buck not I get more ferior
I?m on a mission for the cash so nigga you can?t sweat me
Maintained in my mind that I?m a criminal mind
That?s my whole story I was raised as a dope dealer
Until I start running out with a ar 15
And had yo mama at your funeral crying out loud
Behind the wall you must be acting as a real terror
And had to rule the industry as a torior state