Like This – Backbone – letras

Uh-oh..Uh-oh, uh-oh..Uh-oh..Uh-oh, uh-oh..[Hook]It’s like that y’all! (Oh my, it’s like this!)It’s like that y’all! (No, uh-uh, it’s like this!)It’s like that y’all! (No, uh-uh, it’s like this!)It’s like that y’all! (No, uh-uh, it’s like this!)[Odd Ball]Man, we ride top peel’t back, (Uh-huh) chapstick with the shineKnow what they know ’bout that, (Uh-huh) on the mission to get mineI’m ridin with Fat Cracks (Heyy!) Slic Patna one of a kindMan Shawty Putt, got my back, drop down, drop of a dimeNow go on girl! Let’s see ya shake it ’til you can’t shake it no moreThis for my folk, posted up in the cut, we chief in controlNow what it is y’all, mayne, I thought y’all already knowI’m old school like the hubcaps with them folds, now take it slowI’m just rollin man, ho patrollin, pistol holdinand hopin to stack up my cheese, before the mo’ninCuz somethin, sho’ got to give out here, we bumpinLike two fifteens off in yo’ trunk, this shit been thumpin[Backbone]Uh-huh..YeahHe ain’t talk that shit in every rhyme he wrote (Huh?)I turn around and rock-n-roll with Shawdy Lo (Huh?)I stand before ya, check the tag for authenticityGon’ make ya know – I got my Slic Patna off in here wit meSee Shawdy make a play, he’s a ten year veteranTake these young G’s to school, learn ’em a lesson,’bout me (Huh?) Shawdy with the gold tooth grinPlay the cut low-key, D-Boy, get it inCall in Front Street, (Uh-huh) make sure they got the money rightFrom Trump’s tree, we brought heat for when these niggas run up on meIt don’t stop it don’t quitYou hear me talkin nigga, it’s like this[Hook – 2x]{*Blvd. Int. yelling in Spanish*[Blvd Int] De deje[BackBone] I told ya{repeat both parts 8x[Backbone]A dark cloud bring the storm, the natural born {*thunder*I, give it to ’em raw, in it’s purest formThat THING, they JUMP IN, know what I MEAN?That thing holla, (Back-a-bone!) with the thingI’m, So Fresh, So Clean, never no frap’I’m, going to the club, bullshit ya not!SWAT, GA, I’m from that A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-ACascade, with a cliché, smoke some (*inhales*)Burn it down, keep it workin all across townBreak bread, tell them young niggas « Put down »OK, Slic Patna is you wit me (Fo’ sho’, ya right!)Lil’ buddy tell ’em what it hit like![Odd Ball]Man you know these hoes chose, a nigga spit that pimp shitThese niggas hate, cuz we grippin wood when we whip shitWin or lose, I’ma be the first nigga to rip shitA double T-I-C, we gon’ tell ya some good shitIf that girl ain’t got no dinner fixed, dip, fuck that bullshitNever slip, one in the chamber for all that punk shitDidn’t write schemes, my whole team on some money shitCome tell me right, my folk ain’t down wit that funny shitSome niggas I know, been steady flexin on that bunny shitRoll up some dope and they swear that they runnin shitI caught my man and these hoes, they know some other shitDon’t tell your life is hemp, Slic Patna runnin shit[Hook – 4x]{*music until fade*}