Watch Your Back

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(Verse 1:)
 It goes late night pickin up, broke day, choppin up
 Still tryin to make that dough, when it's hot as fuck
 Niggas don't understand the pain'll blow you
 The money mold you, slow down dunn, lemme show you,
 Yo, u ever sold crack to your man mother
 On the back of the block and she coppin for the undercovers
 U ever tried to hide the pack from your little brother
 Under the mattresses where the ratchets is
 Now he's sellin crack and blastin kids
 U ever called your sister a bitch, based out on the strip
 Suckin dick to get a hit, jus a little chip
 Did your eyes ever cry black tears
 Cause niggas hate u, that u knew for years
 Did your right-hand man ever shit on u
 Did your moms house get raided and she did a bid for u
 U ever got shot up and put in critical, yo,
 U ever owed a coke man a hundred grams or two
 Do u kno the outcome or wut your dealin with
 Serious repercussions, consequences,
 Judge slams a hammer, a life sentence
 I'm a real nigga so this I must mention
 Watch your back
 (Verse 2:)
 Early in the mornin, time to make the donuts
 I see my fellows niggas, everybody wanna blow up
 Go get the 40 and the dutches, set it off
 Cause that's how we left off last night, of course
 It's a new day but the same ol' shit, werd
 The D's is out and they lookin to be served,
 The pain is hard to adjust to, nobody trust you
 So fuck it, get on your hustle
 Police wanna bust you, niggas wanna buck you
 People that use to love you, now they sayin fuck you
 Lord what have I done to deserve all this pain
 Pumpin nights in rain gettin off them thangs
 Taking all money, food stamps, pinky rings
 And wedding bands, goin strong hand to hand
 I look in the mirror and ask the man, he understands
 Watch your back
 (Verse 3:)
 Yo, watch your back, your next move might be your last
 Muthafuckers is rotten, they plottin on that ass
 You fucked up, showed that bitch all your cash
 U should'ntof did that, might push your wig back
 Kids get kidnapped, holes in your six pack
 Recognize what I'm sayin dunn,
 Half the hood is dead and the other half laying up,
 Heads up, eyes and ears open,
 Coke from head quarters, rest in peice, I'm zoning
 Shit is real on the front line
 Dodgin bullets, stiffing, the boss shitted, plus one time
 They wanna kill a nigga over a lil bread
 Fall back, call a scally get a lil head
 Cause if not, they up on that roof top,
 Plain clothes, nigga don't get knocked
 Remember the ten commandments, big pop
 Ain't gettin bagged, stay the fuck from police
 Watch your back
 

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Duration
03:35
Key
9
Tempo
89 BPM

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