re lookin? for a quickie then I?m not the one to talk to Chorus: You better back off, back it up I don?t know what you heard You better back off, back
away Seems like forever, too long you've had to wait Locked in darkness, for wicked harmony Little angel thrown away, she'll be back another day
they got me in a cell" Aftermath got the remedy [Chuck D: scratched] "Now they got me in a cell" Nigga back up (back up) back up (back up) 'Fore you get
of Converse, Back to the hood, My own *****z acting like I turned my back on the hood, I use my rap money to put crack in the hood, Even brought the ***** Dr. Dre back
grown now Your moms said you're talkin on your own, walkin on your own now Run across the kitchen floor in them baby drawers I sent you from off tour
york, bust shots with Big and Pac, Puff in his new ?? crazy shit that happen when you mix rappin with trappin fuck around and get ur wig pushed backwards pushed off
Three niggas ready to ride get bandanas in pocket And we keep the party jumpin like 'draulics Gangsta shit, I was raised off that Off Yak and gold back
from the home of the... East west north south, niggas getting lost in Los Angeles We got the baddest bitches on the north campus Nigga hopping off the Transit, straight off
tee you could see his ribs through that You cocksucker let your ears do that Or ride later do me ooh wee now back to rap 2 Lincoln continentals sittin back to back
Ghost Say goodnight to you, my darling, my darling. Few words can kill me, they inspire in your hands The sun outside these glass-shaped walls Will burn the flesh off
rose, and break this bottle of aged pills We will sleep(will sleep tonight(tonight) and all through December Soon she'll grow (I'll grow) Angel, put me back
mob of pistol packers, Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers', Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs, Commence the letting off
, show me what ya got Big cats in the back, get rocked what, react (repeat 2X) [Bonifucco] Real thug shit unplugged Ladies lust, angel dust, aim and
', my backbone's twitchin' Cause down in Hell's kitchen The Devil's got a New Disguise She came from the wrong side of town Everytime she got off she gets knocked back
to the back of it barrel cockin it immaculate Learn to move packages in n out of los angeles We savages, bustin off rounds sprayin bannana clips knockin
?s nice to be ?, to be nice Mohombi ? Situation dirty, situation dirty (x3) She?s like 66 hundred ? angel in the disco She dropping low back it up, mommy
bottle But I've reached out for the glass I try to pull back on the throttle But I still run out of gas I've been an angel, but never a saint Hung with
: (Baby) why are you doing this to me (Sweetheart) Are those your eyes staring straight back at me (Angel) I see your smile everywhere (Darling, stop
