DJ Premier - Watch Your Back lyrics

(Verse One) It goes late night pickin up, broke day, choppin up Still tryin to make that dough, when its hot as f** n***as dont understand the pain'll blow you The money mold you, slow down dunn, lemme show you Yo, you ever sold crack to your man mother? On the back of the block and she cop it for the undercovers You ever tried to hide the pack from your little brother? Under the mattresses where the ratchets is Now he's sellin crack and blastin kids You ever called ur sister a b**h, based out on the strip s**in dick to get a hit, jus a little chip Did your eyes ever cry black tears Cuz n***as hate you, that you knew for years Did your right-hand man ever sh** on you Did your moms house get raided and she did a bid for you? You ever got shot up and put in critical, yo You ever owed a coke man a hundred grams or two Do you kno the outcome or what you're dealing with Serious repercussions, consequences Judge slams a hammer, a life sentence I'm a real n***a so this I must mention Watch your back (Verse Two) Early in the mornin, time to make the donuts I see my fellow n***as, everybody wanna blow up Go get the 40s and the Dutches, set it off Cuz thats how we left off last night, of course It's a new day but the same ol' sh**, word The D's is out and they lookin to be served The pain is hard to adjust to, nobody trust you So f** it, get on your hustle Police wanna bust you, n***as wanna buck you People that use to love you, now they saying f** you Lord what have I done to deserve all this pain Pumpin nights in rain getting off them thangs Taking all money, food stamps, pinky rings And wedding bands, going strong hand to hand I look in the mirror and ask the man, he understands Watch your back (Verse Three) Yo, watch your back, your next move might be your last Motherf**ers is rotten, they plottin' on that a** You f**ed up, showed that b**h all your cash You shouldn't of did that, might push your wig back Kids get kidnapped, holes in your six pack Recognize what I'm saying dunn Half the hood is dead and the other half laying up Heads up, eyes and ears open Coke from head quarters, rest in peace, I'm zoning sh** is real on the front line Dodging bullets, stiffing, the boss sh**ted, plus one time They wanna k** a n***a over a lil bread Fall back, call a scally get a lil head Cuz if not, they up on that roof top Plain clothes, n***a dont get knocked Remember the ten commandments, Big Pop Ain't gettin bagged, stay the f** from police Watch your back