O-J, we back at it) (Phonte, Big Pooh, we back at it) Yo, they think it's all a sport Wanna talk the talk, but cain't walk the walk When it's time, you
-O-J, we back at it) (Phonte, Big Pooh, we back at it) Yo, they think it's all a sport Wanna talk the talk, but cain't walk the walk When it's time, you
Traduzione: Little Brother. Back At It (Khrysis Remix).
looking sweet though he dresses like a queen He can kick like a mule It's a real mean team We can love Oh we can love And my brother's back at home With
[Verse 1:] I take it home I take [? ] Don't think about it, just take it from my rule, it's done I am sick about it I feel like I am surviving alone
it-ch-check it-check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check
turned her over, got it from the back The pussy was sorry, so the bitch got slapped Then I took my dick out, laid it on her chest She put it in the middle
dick goin' in If they like pussy that much, then let me fuck it Stick it in, take it out, and let 'em suck it But they game is strong and they tongue
a .. [Chorus 4x:] [Mr. Mixx and Brother Marquis] Savage in the sack, baby, I'll break ya back, baby It's like that from the front to the back, baby [
get mad at me I'm talkin' to those who got larceny [Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice] Larceny, meaning bein' jealous-hearted Over little or nothin', it can get
the bitch pearl tongue Cuffing that nigga, that'll get yo' little coochie, you little nothing ass funky ass hoochie Fuckin' wit' a true'll get you dropped everytime... so back
young dealers Cause the end is nearer But at least that's what they tellin' me Hell, all I know brothers Ain't ridin' 4 3 felonys It's time to plan, plot
Thug Life You know what time it is Feel me Thinkin' back Reminiscing on my teens A young G Gettin' paid over dope fiends Fuckin' off cash that I made
dummy Slit the wrist of little sis After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother with the icepick because he wanted me to fuck him from the back but
payin' back shit Niggas don't wanna try me, brotha you'll get shot down Now i'm kick'en tha block, cause my bigger brothers locked down I'm hot now, so
I don't give a fuck They done push me to the limit the more I live I might blow up any minute, did it again Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon While
depend on my mama And when it seems that I'm hopeless You say the words that can get me back in focus When I was sick as a little kid To keep me happy
hold you back I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger I'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger The brother in my set, is 16 is wet
