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Song title:
Snoop Dogg - Back Up Off Me
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Mean green Whats up yall its the mean ster green ster This should be played in residential neighborhoods Clubs cars at high volume Get wodies at high volume Master p over mean green Unnnnnghhh where all my no limit soldiers at What what what what where yall at What what what what throw em up throw em up throw em up What what what what get em up get em up get em up Chorus 2x master p Im a down south nigga so fuck yall niggaz Im a west coast nigga so fuck yall niggaz Im a east coast nigga so fuck yall niggaz Im a midwest nigga so fuck yall niggaz Master p Rented gat in his ride wodie throw em up high We some no limit soldiers til the day that we die And everybody in my click be rowdy unnnnghhh Boot up or shut up or get routed Im from the streets and I hang with killers I make music by the ghetto for the thugs and killers Wodie respect my hood screamin c p 3 Nigga and magic and snoop over there with me Cause Im a uptown nigga so fuck yall niggaz If we got problems we gon bust them triggers Throw them thangs boy like sugar shane mosley Shake them haters cause yall cant hold me Chorus Mr magic Get bucked up nigga tear da club up If you aint bout gettin rowdy then back the fuck up Yall know when Im comin you hear the chopper go blaka blaka I came to tear the roof off this motherfucker The hyper yall get the harder I spit whooo And wont stop until they start a fight in this bitch When I touch the mic I set the bitch on fire Who say they harder they a motherfuckin liar I touch the stage the crowd go crazy ahhh The devil raised me you motherfuckers cant fade me Mr 9th ward better respect this I keep my head in the air because I know Im the shit Chorus Snoop dogg B o u t bout it bout it Tear this motherfuckin club up nigga get rowdy Big snoop d o double g in this sonuvabitch beitch Gotcha runnin cause Im comin with that south shit Close your mouth bitch dogghouse bitch Whatchu thought motherfucker we gon stay rich Well the sayin goes we slangin hoes While yall be payin hoes we gd up And we pushin these pony ups And the heat goes where the homie goes And the homie knows No limit and dogghouse keep it crack a lackin Mackin actin rip rackin gun clappin and chip stackin Chorus 1/2 Magic back up off me M p bitch get off me Magic better back up off me M p bitch get off me Magic better back up off me M p bitch get off me Magic better back up off me M p bitch get off me Magic better back up off me M p bitch get off me Magic better back up off me M p bitch get off me Magic better back up off me M p bitch get off me Magic better back up off me M p bitch get off me M p Im a 3rd ward nigga so fuck yall niggaz Magic Im a 9th ward nigga so fuck yall niggaz Snoop Im a long beach nigga so fuck yall niggaz M p Im a no limit nigga so fuck yall niggaz Master p Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Now which one of yall motherfuckers Back the fuck up Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Fuck the world nigga haha beotch We back wodie no limit snoop woof woof p and magic So what I want yall to do right now Bounce shake them haters shake them haters shake them haters off Motherfucker Snoop Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Shake them haters off shake them haters off Master p Yo snoop its your country uncle master p man The black tony montana I wanna tell you Thank you for erything you did for no limit We won the fuckin war together We can do what we wanna do after this It aint no limit snoop you been good to me Now its time for me to be good to you Im bout to give you your own blocks wodie You do what you wanna do Bring em in we get the kilos from the south to the west We ship em give it to the world Sell it to the fuckin record stores Tell the fuckin haters to shut up Cause it still aint no limit I know they thought this was tha last meal But they dont realize it aint the last deal snoopy Its me and you baby lets toast to success Dogghouse no limit to the fuckin world man Last meal on that puta you fuckin cockroaches
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