Testo Back Then - Birdman feat. Juvenile
Testo della canzone Back Then (Birdman feat. Juvenile), tratta dall'album Just Another Gangsta
Stunna
What up, dawg?
Remember Whispers?
Remember them Stunna parties every week, nigga?
Believe that
(D-Roc)
(Rich Gang)
I remember me and my niggas drinking at Whispers
Sideline bitches on the sideline tryna get some of my time
But they knew the guidelines
Holler at me in the parking lot when this shit over
Back then we was in the city doing numbers
We was fuckin' bitches then when dick wasn't important
Cool thing about it, we was on the same kick
So we didn't tell 'em bye when we felt like it was over
Cops pull us over, they was looking and admiring
Tryna get a job, wanna know if we was hiring
Old people watching like
Leave them boys alone
Y'all always stop them but y'all don't never stop violence
Either, right now I'm on my own island (Revis)
Ballin' like I'm playing soccer (FIFA)
Smoking, I feel like a rasta (Chiefer)
Chopper stay cocked for imposters
Yeah, big dawg, never fall, we get money
No call, stand tall and flip hundreds
Lay low but play dough, we spill a hundred
Never came around us but split dough
Shotcall, knock a nigga fuckin' brains off
Big money, we'll knock a nigga top off
Never played, lay low, we get it all
Got money, we hit first and pick it off
Line around the corner, bad bitches up in here
Real niggas getting money, do it every year
VIP, we pop bottles, we in, yeah
Big torch, the pistol ride, we in here
Pussy nigga play, we leave him in the club, blood
No love, we'll knock him in the club, blood
Knock his top, pin niggas that came with him
Have his block crying
Shame the gang with him
Real nigga, did this shit back in '88
Left a nigga on his plate, playing with the cake
No dissin', it's big money, we reach 'em all
Did it all, my call, nigga, we did it all
'88 in the project, we had it all
Hundred G's of baked flake, we cook it all
Block bumpin', we real niggas, we kill 'em all
We blow hundreds for niggas died
Couldn't see us ball
Big dawg, never fall, we get money
No call, stand tall and flip hundreds
Lay low but play dough, we spill a hundred
Never came around us but split dough
Shotcall, knock a nigga fuckin' brains off
Big money, we'll knock a nigga top off
Never played, lay low, we get it all
Got money, we hit first and pick it off
Big dawg, never fall, we get money
No call, stand tall and flip hundreds
Lay low but play dough, we spill a hundred
Never came around us but split dough
Shotcall, knock a nigga fuckin' brains off
Big money, we'll knock a nigga top off
Never played, lay low, we get it all
Got money, we hit first and pick it off
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Writer(s): Bryan Williams, Terius Gray, Daniel Lebrun, Ansen Andre, Fareed Ahmad Salamah, Carl Paul Benoit
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