Back Up Off Me

Are you ready for this?

The Ice Cream Man

Are you ready for this?

It's bad like my high

Are you ready for this?

My No Limit Soldiers, trademark

Get em' up ugh, show ya domes, TRU

We TRU, ugh, ugh

Time to go to war, ugh

I'm posted up on the block, got these killers runnin', you sick of this

And chicken nuts, niggas slangin' with cuts

Ready to bust on you cluckers

On you niggas that sick 'cause we sicker

Niggas slangin' flickers

I'm in the projects ballin' with my niggas

I'm hustlin' quarters and thirty sacks

Niggas ain't fuckin' with dirty sacks

I'm hustlin' I got those ball sacks

But y'all niggas don't know that

I'm the mad killer, murder, lunatic

You fuckin' with a nigga, that don't give a fuck about you

Or your bitch 'cause I'll go like psycho

Like Michael, load this fuckin' rifle

Start blastin' at bitches motherfucker, yeah 'cause I'm a psycho

Out that 3rd ward, Calliope killin' murder

Lunatic, out to fuck you

You heard of a nigga not playin' with a full deck

Break ya neck, hustle on ya check

Get cho' spine, get cho' neck broke

Fuckin' field cats and chat

No Limit nigga, real nigga, who

Don't give a fuck when you dead and gone

Motherfucker you feel my bucks from my chrome

Back up off me

(Feel me)

Feel it

Back up off me

(My trademark)

Feel it back up off me

Gon' pack me with a nigga with no bread

Nappy head, put chu' in a grave

Give a fuck about chu' niggas, piss on ya forehead

I'm from that Southside, we kill with that cut rock

But niggas they slangin' that hoo rock

But niggas they wanna boo dock that Buddha

Nigga a quarter, of water

But y'all niggas late 'cause I done took over New Orleans

In the Southside to the Westside to the Eastside to the Northside

Motherfuckers never realize 'cause the young gon' die on the streets

I'm killin' murder, the lunatic

Never givin' a fuck, I'm tryin' to make bucks

Before I leave this truck

Got these killers watchin' me

Niggas not pockin' me

V got that tech nine and man got that uzi

Big Boz come with rah rah, niggas with sah sah

KR hooked up the track, so what the fuck y'all didn't realize

We back to takin' the battle, scattle not rattle

Get my tic tac and make ya motherfuckin' head rattle

Like an ostrich, nigga you want some sausage

Meet me in the French Quarters

I'm kickin' it with them 3rd ward hustlers

And they 'bout it, niggas we rowdy

Never givin' a fuck, we started this 'bout it, 'bout it

Now why y'all sayin' y'all 'bout it, 'bout it

Y'all scared of me, niggas, yeah, y'all scared of me

Bitch talkin' shit, you and ya bitch, I ain't afraid of ya

I'm hustlin' got them ballers

Niggas we smokin' them quarters

Fiends be dippin' that water

But we hustlin' like it ain't no tomorrow

Nigga, feel it

Back up off me

Nigga, feel it

Back up off me

Nigga, feel it

Bitch get up

Niggas comin' wicked, fools, I'm gon' kick it

Be whippin' niggas ass like I'm cookin' greasy chicken

I'll pop off batter but niggas they wanna scatter

Niggas they talkin' shit, I be runnin' with them 17 round automatics

Up the trees, watch them niggas freeze

Don't give a fuck, take off my shirt nigga

No Limit on my back, back

But niggas they pullin' that sack, sack

TRU against my stomach, motherfucker how y'all gonna fade that

The real fuckin' click, ain't no love for y'all dubs

Niggas think we slangin' dubs

Nigga we slangin' tapes to you niggas across the world

Niggas that squirrel, I got that girl

My lil' partner got that boy, man, got the whirl

But I don't give a fuck 'cause I be sick like Suzy

Take these 32 round clips from my automatic Uzi

Run and duck and hide nigga, you fried

Ain't no love where I'm from, from the outside to the inside

The projects from uptown to downtown

To across the river

Niggas they slangin' that dope motherfucker, get cho' head twisted

In the river, you gone, ain't no love meet the chrome

I be in the project ballin' like the black Al Capone

And if you come sick you stupid

'Cause my click don't give a fuck but they ready to shoot shit

Up but nigga, you better duck nigga

'Fore you find your body floatin' up the Mississippi River

Back up off me

Back up off me

(Feel that motherfucker nigga, feel that)

Back up off me, nigga

Back up off me

My trademark

Bitch get off me

Bitch get off me

Word's up motherfucker

Work this

Look me in the eyes if you real

(You'll need to feel this)

Bitch, get off me

Look me in the eyes if you real

(Bitch get off me)

Nigga feel this, feel it

Look me in the eyes, niggas if you real

Soldier, No Limit, Soldiers

(Look a real nigga in the eyes)

Ready for the battlefield

Buckle up and

Are you ready for this?