Lirik Lagu Right Back - Royce Da 5'9''
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(feat. Juan, Kid Vishis)
"To attack without knowing the enemy's strength is foolishAnd after being warned, to still attack, is stupidPeople who are that stupid just don't deserve to liveBut strangely though, one does find, people who are that stupid."
[Chorus: Royce]Pop that trunk, get the K niggaGet to sprayin nigga, get the pump niggaCome - RIGHT BACK; dump on a niggaGive him what he want if he want we'll hunt for 'em allHe'll be - RIGHT BACK; it's got to be like thatExpect niggaz not to respect you, kill himAnd get it - RIGHT BACK
[Royce Da 5'9"]For those that don't know meAllow me to reintroduce myselfMy name is (chk-chk, BOOM) 5-9 nigga bottom line isbye-bye if you out of line wit himItemize y'all deaths in, chronological orderThose either gon' support him or idolizeAll you could do is try to dodge meWhile you plottin my demise while I'm tryna rise now we got a problemCause if I'm surrounded, I'm knownto pull out the pound and shoot, get on the phoneand still come - RIGHT BACK - wit a army of dudesIt's all true, just armed with Uzis lookin to resolve thisGood Lord, can you hear him callin?They just still ballin, they feelin lawless, we kill 'em allIf it costs too much, we hun-ga-ryIt means if you floss too much your gums'll bleedThat's why I don't talk with chumps, I was taught to thumpmy way to 21 'til I was taught to come - RIGHT BACK
[Chorus]
[Juan]For those who don't knowAllow me to reintroduce myselfMy name is (chk-chk, BOOM) Juan CorleoneDie real soft, fire in a while then he blowWhile you niggaz act raw with your dawgs'til revolvers gettin drawn, splash markin the wallsI don't know but I'm givin it to 'emHittin 'em brutally with them Uzis man really amusinhow niggaz duckin, divin, hollerin, hidin under shitBullets bustin, bruisin they body, barely bouncin shitlike, why you lookin at me smirkin nigga?I got a short man complex, murk a niggabigger than me, taller than me, my squad in the leagueI ride slow ballin for sheez, all of you pleadWho wanna test? Keep scrutinize you and your guysTwo of them nines, better shoot them now 'less you wanna dieI'm stupid high, Lord super sized blessin the domeHuggin some long John Wayne shit, fuck is you on?We comin..
[Interlude: Royce - having a conversation](Man hell naw, that's Royce) Right, what's up wit it?(Whattup nigga, where you been?) I been callin youSomethin must be wrong with your phone right? (Yeah, yeah, no, yeah)Ohh okay, what's up, you got that for me? (Naw, yeah, naw)Naw? Alright well, I'ma get up outta herecause I see you havin fun with your people (Nah shut up man)Your man he's a funny guy and all that (Yo hold up)I'ma see you later (Hold up Royce, hold on)
[Kid Vishis]For those that don't know meAllow me to reintroduce myselfMy name is (chk-chk, BOOM) yeah, Kid VishisThat sick shit, listen, I hit henchmenFrom shotgun wit a shotgun, surprised when pellets flyinAnd niggaz that was hatin us dyinRoll with them chaldeons that get mad if you call them an A-rabYou might get stabbed for your anticsStay rude shooters with Rugers, put the block-aout the windows guns cocked screamin out "Air the coppa!"All races are frown faces with heated ways (yeah!)With somethin in the trunk that thumpin just like bassTrust me, no mics, this shit gon' get uglyBefore the boys cuff me, "take that" like PuffyYou've been hexed, squeeze this TecShots hittin jugular veins, give 'em taco necksI rep my set, Rock City, what you bet?M.I.C. regardless, you garbage niggaz, we comin.
[Chorus]
"To attack without knowing the enemy's strength is foolishAnd after being warned, to still attack, is stupidPeople who are that stupid just don't deserve to liveBut strangely though, one does find, people who are that stupid."
[Chorus: Royce]Pop that trunk, get the K niggaGet to sprayin nigga, get the pump niggaCome - RIGHT BACK; dump on a niggaGive him what he want if he want we'll hunt for 'em allHe'll be - RIGHT BACK; it's got to be like thatExpect niggaz not to respect you, kill himAnd get it - RIGHT BACK
[Royce Da 5'9"]For those that don't know meAllow me to reintroduce myselfMy name is (chk-chk, BOOM) 5-9 nigga bottom line isbye-bye if you out of line wit himItemize y'all deaths in, chronological orderThose either gon' support him or idolizeAll you could do is try to dodge meWhile you plottin my demise while I'm tryna rise now we got a problemCause if I'm surrounded, I'm knownto pull out the pound and shoot, get on the phoneand still come - RIGHT BACK - wit a army of dudesIt's all true, just armed with Uzis lookin to resolve thisGood Lord, can you hear him callin?They just still ballin, they feelin lawless, we kill 'em allIf it costs too much, we hun-ga-ryIt means if you floss too much your gums'll bleedThat's why I don't talk with chumps, I was taught to thumpmy way to 21 'til I was taught to come - RIGHT BACK
[Chorus]
[Juan]For those who don't knowAllow me to reintroduce myselfMy name is (chk-chk, BOOM) Juan CorleoneDie real soft, fire in a while then he blowWhile you niggaz act raw with your dawgs'til revolvers gettin drawn, splash markin the wallsI don't know but I'm givin it to 'emHittin 'em brutally with them Uzis man really amusinhow niggaz duckin, divin, hollerin, hidin under shitBullets bustin, bruisin they body, barely bouncin shitlike, why you lookin at me smirkin nigga?I got a short man complex, murk a niggabigger than me, taller than me, my squad in the leagueI ride slow ballin for sheez, all of you pleadWho wanna test? Keep scrutinize you and your guysTwo of them nines, better shoot them now 'less you wanna dieI'm stupid high, Lord super sized blessin the domeHuggin some long John Wayne shit, fuck is you on?We comin..
[Interlude: Royce - having a conversation](Man hell naw, that's Royce) Right, what's up wit it?(Whattup nigga, where you been?) I been callin youSomethin must be wrong with your phone right? (Yeah, yeah, no, yeah)Ohh okay, what's up, you got that for me? (Naw, yeah, naw)Naw? Alright well, I'ma get up outta herecause I see you havin fun with your people (Nah shut up man)Your man he's a funny guy and all that (Yo hold up)I'ma see you later (Hold up Royce, hold on)
[Kid Vishis]For those that don't know meAllow me to reintroduce myselfMy name is (chk-chk, BOOM) yeah, Kid VishisThat sick shit, listen, I hit henchmenFrom shotgun wit a shotgun, surprised when pellets flyinAnd niggaz that was hatin us dyinRoll with them chaldeons that get mad if you call them an A-rabYou might get stabbed for your anticsStay rude shooters with Rugers, put the block-aout the windows guns cocked screamin out "Air the coppa!"All races are frown faces with heated ways (yeah!)With somethin in the trunk that thumpin just like bassTrust me, no mics, this shit gon' get uglyBefore the boys cuff me, "take that" like PuffyYou've been hexed, squeeze this TecShots hittin jugular veins, give 'em taco necksI rep my set, Rock City, what you bet?M.I.C. regardless, you garbage niggaz, we comin.
[Chorus]
