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X-Raided - I Got Yo Back lyrics
[Chorus] If you wanna get high, nigga I got a sack If you wanna ride, my nigga I got a strap Do or die for my true thug niggas, and that's a fact You and I got that true love, nigga I got yo back Don't nobody got your back, when you need ‘em most I'm yellin' where the love at? But you don't hear me loc Sometimes I think I'm goin' down, I need a life preserver But you throw me bricks, tryna help me drown But I survived, what other options do I have? Can't blame it on my Mom, can't blame it on my Dad I make my own decisions, I chose the path that I walk But me and my father never had that "man to man" talk But there ain't no need for me to hate him He did me a favour when he caught my mama ovulatin' He brought me in the world, and the rest is up to me So I'm a, do what I gotta and be all that I can be Now I wanted to be a doctor, a lawyer, or a judge But it wasn't meant to be so now I got a grudge I was ...(?) for persistence when I asked for persistence You kept me at a distance, so fuck all you bitches I don't need none of y'all, I'm a do it on my own And when I'm ballin', I'm a floss in front of all y'all non-believers You thought I couldn't win But to my homies, my lovers, and my friends I got ya back [Chorus] x2 When everybody got they noses up in the air I'll be there for you, lettin' you know your nigga cares I ain't got much to offer but you welcome to what I have Down to ride witcha, even when the homies mad I be down witcha; winter, spring, summer, fall I'm ready to ride every time that my homie calls I never stall on ya dawg, through it all, thick or thin We went from boys to men in the same hood So it's all good, even when you actin' bitchmade It's still on, I'm a ride when you right or wrong Standin' strong, no matter what the situation in And if you die, will provide for your wife and kids That way you live, forever However, a nigga's never gonna let ‘cha rest in peace till we back together Fuck restin' in peace, I'm in an up roar What other reason does a nigga have to live for? If you ain't ready to ride for what we believe Then get the fuck out the game, it's time for you to leave Cuz only niggas is willin' to put it all on the line And ride with us when it's killin' time I got yo back loc [Chorus] x2 X-Raided mad at the world, ready to go to war So tell me what y'all mothafuckas waitin' for? Put on your boots, and lace ‘em up Dawg, tell me which tree you wanna chase ‘em up It's an organized congregation, committee of the wicked If you ain't ready to ride, then nigga you can't kick it So get the fuck up out the set, you high powered coward Before your bitch ass get devoured At any given hour my soldiers is bound to loc up The warriors gonna ride, and all you bitches gon' choke up But that's the only way to separate the real from the fake Don't ask me why, bitch a bitch ...(?) That Northern Cali kill ‘em all mentality It ain't my fault, blame it on the criminality I'm out to make the paper stack And when my homie calls, hell yeah it's a conspiracy I got his back [Chorus] x3 |
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