Ludacris Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Get The Fuck Back Lyrics

(feat. Fate Wilson, I-20, Shawna)

 [intro I-20]

 What the fuck's up!

 DTP in this mother fucker

 And for all ya'll that don't like it

 Do one thing, get the fuck back

 'Cause all my niggas iz ready

 Luda, 20, Fate, Shawna

 Let's show these mutha fuckers how we disturb the peace

 Get the fuck back, bitch

 [shooting and screaming in the background]

 

 [Chorus]

 [Ludacris]

 Fuck That!

 Get the fuck back!

 Luda make your skull crack

 Tuck that

 Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack

 Cuff that

 Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that

 What's that

 People gon' die tonight

 

 [I-20]

 Fuck That!

 Get the fuck back!

 D-low make your skull crack

 Tuck that

 Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack

 Cuff that

 Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that

 What's that

 People gon' die tonight

 

 Bronson, mutha fucker, give me more than three feet

 DTP in the club, we comin' more than three deep

 Your whole crew is weak and my squad is real cash getters

 Stayin' more to crunk, our shit bump like bad clippers

 How many try to hustle with Dealer then went broke

 Infamous, I'm a value meal, I come with the coke

 I gotta enough guns for beef, if you want it that way

 I'll push your wig back like finger waves or bad toupee

 

 [Ludacris]

 I lick a load of you niggaz, leave kids in the hallways

 Catch 'em at they locka (hoo-ahh, blocka blocka)(gun shots)

 See 'em on Broadway and tap they ass

 Catch 'em in the swimming pool and overlap they ass

 

 [Fate]

 I'm from the southside, College Park

 G Road, niggas gone

 Ride when the beef starts

 Don't hold back, let the heat spark

 One's through his vest, one's through his chest

 Sleepy hollows put the niggas to rest, uh

 

 [Chorus]

 [Ludacris]

 Fuck That!

 Get the fuck back!

 Luda make your skull crack

 Tuck that

 Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack

 Cuff that

 Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that

 What's that

 People gon' die tonight

 

 [Shawna]

 Fuck That!

 Get the fuck back!

 Shaw make your skull crack

 Tuck that

 Bitch, your whole town better love that

 Cuff that

 Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that

 What's that

 People gon' die tonight

 

 What you know about projects, hoes, and murda

 whole lotta game, whole lotta keys and burners

 Whole lotta dope fiends, trying to scheme the workers

 Whole lotta feds, got them niggas scared to surface

 Type of bitch that got the brown in my sock

 Find me on tha block tryin' to cop a piece of the crop

 Watch me, pull up on me real sweet in a drop

 But if you fuckin' with my paper, feel the heat from the glock, nigga

 

 [Ludacris]

 We pop bottles, bottles,

 right over you head, niggas

 Put nozzles, nozzles

 Right over your leg, niggas

 Our motto, motto

 Is kill 'em instead, niggas

 We make 'em loose weight, when we Jenny Craig, niggas

 

 [I-20]

 All of ya'll is half nice, half thugs, and half assed

 The only time Im goin' half, is half on a half

 But I use a full clip, cuz I'm a full fledged killa

 Part-time MC, full-time drug dealer

 

 [Chorus]

 [Ludacris]

 Fuck That!

 Get the fuck back!

 Luda make your skull crack

 Tuck that

 Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack

 Cuff that

 Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that

 What's that

 People gon' die tonight

 

 [Fate]

 Fuck That!

 Get the fuck back!

 Fate make your skull crack

 Tuck that

 Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsacks

 Cuff that

 Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that

 What's that

 People gon' die tonight

 

 We the filthy niggas from the South, A-Town represent us

 Strong armin' motherfuckers, like a Russian sickle

 You got issues with us talkin' shit on mixed tapes

 Ill catch you at a show and beat you with a mix tape

 You best pump brakes, 'fore I pump shells and blood oze

 I leave niggas like burps (burp), excuse

 Just keep on pissin me off, like a week kidney

 And you will find your family reading your obituary

 

 [Ludacris]

 These people tryin' to scrub the red off

 Stains they don't get off

 They wanted to bring the pain, so this thang 'bout to set off

 Barretas for getting cheddar, you're better off dead off

 Yes, you can do it, cut his fuckin head off

 

 [Shawna]

 I got a letter from the government, the other day

 They told me that the bitches caught a shipment of my yay

 They on their way, three minutes to get the k

 Two minutes to get the weight, one minute and imma spray

 

 [Chorus]

 [Ludacris]

 Fuck That!

 Get the fuck back!

 We make your skull crack

 Tuck that

 Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack

 Cuff that

 Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that

 What's that

 People gon' die tonight

 

 [Shawna]

 Fuck That!

 Get the fuck back!

 We make your skull crack

 Tuck that

 Bitch, your whole town better love that

 Cuff that

 Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that

 What's that

 People gon' die tonight

 

 [Repeat 2x - 1st time Ludacris, 2nd time Fate]

 Bang bang kill a man let his brains hang

 And when I'm in the court, plead guilty insane

 They put me in a ward, imma have to maintain

 But when I hit bricks won't a damn thing change