Back Up Off Me (Feat. Master P And Mr. Magic) Snoop Dogg & Master P & Magic

What's up y'all? It's the mean-ster green-ster
This should be played in residential neighborhoods
Clubs, cars, at high volume
Get 'em up, wodies, at high volume

I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a West Coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm an East coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a West Coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm an East coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck y'all niggas

Rented gat in his ride, wodie throw 'em up high
We some no limit soldiers 'til the day that we die
And everybody in my clique be rowdy (uh, rowdy)
Boot up, or shut up, or get rowdy
I'm from the streets and I hang with killers
I make music by the ghetto for the thugs and killers

Wodie, respect my hood, screamin' CP3
And Magic and Snoop, nigga, they're with me
'Cause I'm a uptown nigga, so fuck y'all niggas
If we got problems we gon' bust them triggers
Throw them thangs boy, like Sugar Shane Mosley
Shake them haters, 'cause y'all can't hold me

I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a West Coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm an East coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a West Coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm an East coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck y'all niggas

Get bucked up, nigga tear the club up
If you ain't bout gettin' rowdy then back the fuck up
Y'all, know when I'm comin' you hear the chopper go blaka-blaka
I came to tear the roof off this motherfucker
The hyper y'all get the harder I spit (woo)
And won't stop until they start a fight in this bitch

When I touch the mic I set the bitch on fire
Who say they harder? They a motherfuckin' liar
I touch the stage the crowd go crazy (ahh)
The devil raised me, you motherfuckers can't fade me (ha)
Mr. 9th ward, better respect this
I keep my head in the air because I know I'm the shit

I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a West Coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm an East coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a West Coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm an East coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck y'all niggas

B-o-u-t 'bout it ('bout it)
Tear this motherfuckin' club up, nigga get rowdy
Big Snoop D-O-double-G in this son of a bitch (bitch)
Gotcha runnin' cause I'm comin' with that south shit
Close your mouth bitch, Dogghouse bitch
Whatchu thought motherfucker? We gon' stay rich

Well, the sayin goes, we slangin' hoes
While y'all be payin' hoes, we G'd up
And we pushin' these pony-ups
And the heat goes where the homie goes
And the homie knows
No limit and Dogghouse keep it crack-a-lackin
Mackin' actin, rip-rackin', gun clappin' and chip stackin'

I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a West Coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm an East coast nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a Midwest nigga so fuck y'all niggas

Back up off me
Bitch, get off me
Better back up off me, nigga
Bitch, get off me
Better back up off me, nigga
Bitch, get off me
Better back up off me
Bitch, get off me

Better-better-better back up off me
Bitch, get off me
Better back up off me
Bitch, get off me
Better back up off me (alright, alright)
Bitch, get off me (alright, I'm gone)
Better back up off me
Bitch, get off me

I'm a 3rd ward nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a 9th ward nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a Long Beach nigga so fuck y'all niggas
I'm a no limit nigga so fuck y'all niggas

Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (shake, shake)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (shake, shake, shake off)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers spilled my Jack?
Back the fuck up

Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (shakey, shakey)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Shake them haters off (that's all)

Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (shakey shakey, that's all)
Fuck the world nigga, haha (beyotch)
We back wodie, no limit, Snoop (woof woof), P, and Magic
So what I want y'all to do right now
Bounce (shake them haters, shake them haters, shake them haters off)
Motherfucker

Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)
Shake them haters off, shake them haters off (that's all, that's all)

Yo, Snoop, it's your country uncle Master P, man
The black Tony Montana, I wanna tell you
Thank you for ery'thing you did for no limit
We won the fuckin' war together
We can do what we wanna do after this
It ain't no limit, Snoop, you been good to me
Now it's time for me to be good to you
I'm 'bout to give you your own blocks, wodie
You do what you wanna do
Bring 'em in, we get the kilos from the south to the west

We ship 'em, give it to the world
Sell it to the fuckin' record stores
Tell the fuckin' haters to shut up
'Cause it still ain't no limit
I know they thought this was "Tha Last Meal"
But they don't realize it ain't the last deal, Snoopy
It's me and you baby, let's toast to success
Dogghouse, no limit, to the fuckin' world man
"Last Meal" on that puta, you fuckin' cockroaches