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    "Background Niggaz" Lyrics

    M.O.P.

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    [Chorus 2X: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)
    It's them Background Niggaz, back down niggas
    Murda-ma-murda nigga (kill 'em, nigga, kill 'em)
    Leave them slumped back, feel 'em, young cats peel 'em
    Murda-ma-murda nigga (kill 'em, nigga, kill 'em)

    [Lil' Fame]
    Live from the underworld
    It's Fizzy Womack ten bitch
    And I ain't yappin, I'm clappin
    Your ain't a murderer, start walkin 'fore I blast
    Cuz your breath smell like shit, from talkin our ya ass
    Hold that, (down) it's the invisible Brownsvillain
    That stand up on fertile ground (make 'em leave)
    I try ta (when I spit) I got 'em (best believe)
    I shot 'em, make 'em shit rock bottom
    You started some shit, see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya
    Now you sellin up shit, creaks floatin in diarrhea
    Home skillet, you way outta my past
    It's 7:25 and I'm 5 minutes from wiggin out on ya ass
    7:30 in the face, crazy ass nigga
    Fuck money, I want your life, and you gon pay me fast nigga
    Watch the guns cock, pop, Brooklyn style
    Bucka (Bucka) Bu-Bucka (Bu-Bucka) Bucka (Bucka) {Blaow!}

    [Chorus 2X]

    [Billy Danze]
    Say it (Brownsville) say it again nigga (Brownsvillllllle)
    To the motherfuckin end nigga
    I'm a street roller, heat holder
    Complete soldier -- repeat soldier
    William will hop out of a stolen ova
    And slump ya ass over
    I'm a little bit bolder, a little bit colder
    Got a little bit of a chip on my shoulder
    I will rip through you cobra, quiet as kept
    You motherfuckers better watch ya step
    (Debt) It's danger when fuckin wit a nickel-plated soldier
    Creep up behind you and (bang) bang (bang ya)
    I leave your inner body outta place
    Have you right in front of the Tunnel wit holes in your face
    You niggas want war, keep it like that
    We will make it uglier then sin when my Empire Strikes Back

    [Chorus 2X]

    [Lil' Fame]
    I never been afraid to ride
    I ain't afraid to live, so you know I ain't afraid to die
    Put five in ya face, you dog give ya rest of this
    I'mma make his ass rest in piss (blackout)
    Catch him in a dark alley, and hit ass wit the grand finale
    (Blackout) Two more times (blackout, blackout)
    I told you about fuckin wit mine, game over

    [Billy Danze]
    Flatline, tell ya niggas it's gat time
    Don't ever try to come at mine
    You never know what scheme I'm on
    Until the beam come on
    You know what team I'm on
    From the homicidal side of town
    Now, get my niggas round up, will tear the ground up
    (Clack-clack) pounds up, ya know the drill
    You motherfuckers better respect the 'Ville (kill, kill...)

    [Chorus 2X]
    This song was submitted on October 28th, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © SPIRIT MUSIC GROUP.
    Written by Darryl Pittman, Eric Murry, Jamal Grinnage.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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