Back Up

Intro:
 Bob ya head to this
 Bob yo head to that
 Hook:
 They say I'm crazy
 But they can't faze me
 Them chicks be lovin' me
 Cause I be thuggin' see
 I'm just a Cut Boy
 I hang in the Cut Boy
 I test em' up Boy
 Cause I don't give a fuck Boy
 Hook 2 (2x):
 Now, Back the fuck up
 Throw ya hood up
 Back the fuck up
 Now nigga what
 Verse 2:
 I ain't trippin'
 Naw, nigga never
 Any kind of weather
 Wind or whatever
 I'm way too clever
 Status too lifted
 Talented and gifted
 You tossed it, I pitch it
 A hog in the dog
 Ball, fall and ball
 I touch all of y'all
 Duck off in the fog
 Sippin', a lil' tipsy, like Nipsy
 Fortune Teller said it look bad
 She was a Gypsy
 Mean like Feind
 A gangsta, Nawha mean?
 Underground, tell I'm Under the ground
 XL:(Keep The MainStream)
 Pistol packin', Totin', Smokin'
 Cuttin', Throatin', Soldier
 I told ya, back up Rova, It's over
 Hook2 (2x):
 They say I'm crazy(Uh Huh)
 But they can't faze me(Fa Sho)
 Them chicks be lovin' me(Keep it real)
 Cause I be thuggin' see(Wile Out)
 I'm just a Cut Boy(What ya do)
 I hang in the Cut Boy(Them what)
 I test em' up Boy(Yeah)
 Cause I don't give a fuck Boy
 Hook 2x
 Verse 2:
 Watch me
 Flippa, Flippa
 Treat em' like a doubie
 Rollit and spin it fast
 Just like a Oozie
 Ain't gone let it Blues me
 Let nothin' get to me
 Come back hard and star in my own Movie
 If ya think ya know me Man
 You don't know me
 I done seen it all, And done it all
 Ain't nothin' you can show me
 I roll with high rollers
 And Purser Snatcha's
 Cut Boys, homie that still cause throwbacka's
 B.G. skeeza's that count cheese and hold Keys
 Screamin' C, Please let me see ya enemies
 I keep it real like Murda Dog and Black Dog
 I'm attack dog, waitin' to jack and whack y'all
 (Hook)
 Verse 3:
 Ridin' down the wrong way
 Down a one way on a Sunday
 With a A.K., with the Bass Hay(Hey!)
 Wildin' Out, Wildin' Out boy
 With a pocket full of stones
 I'm in the zone
 Do the Gangsta Walk(O.K)
 Do the Gangsta Bounce(Alright)
 Now show ya Gold's boy
 Mean Mug that fool
 Now show ya Gold's boy
 (ooks 1 and 2)
 XL:
 Once again, you have been listening to
 An XL and C-Murder collaboration
 Ya Know
 I told him, if he get me the vocals
 I could hook him up, ya heard me
 Holla, Holla...(Fade Out)