Juelz Santana - Back Again lyrics

[Intro: Juelz Santana] Yeah n***a, I heard my man Luca was out I guess you... (Chorus) Back Again Back with my 45, got a new car to drive Tryin' to stay alive Back Again Same gangsta team, new gangsta lean Chasing the f**ing green Back Again Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact Ladies holla back Back Again This time we're here to stay Ain't got no time to play Stay out my f**ing way [Verse 1: Juelz Santana] Now I'm (Back Again), just like flash was Bad like Shaft was, react like Ca**ius Clay did in the ring with his back up Against the ropes, jab, jab, back up It's all for what, all for us, all for bucks You chumps remind me of mister softee trucks Icee n***as, banana boat milkshake ice cream n***as I don't like these n***as, nope I pop shots, hot Glocks, shoot through vans too Ooo bop bopa-alu bam boo, move And I'm fo' really with the milli yo Oh leave many holes like the cereal cheerios You into funny money, I'm rakin' in silly dough The type that don't really fold, just sittin' gettin' old I got the game in a loop kid, kinda like Snoop did It's more than me, it's more than the music, I'm (Chorus) Back Again Back with my 45, got a new car to drive Tryin' to stay alive (Rocky) Back Again Same gangsta team (I'm Back), new gangsta lean Chasing the f**ing green Back Again Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact Ladies holla back Back Again This time we're here to stay Ain't got no time to play Stay out my f**ing way [Verse 2: Juelz Santana] Come through new coup Z Three plus fitty, me plus Jimmy Speed up slow, ease up quickly Yeah we puff really, yeah we just silly Puddy-buddies yeah he just k**s me, sh** And I'm sick in the mind They don't understand this trife style lifestyle Living of mine, but still I'm (Back Again) Back with my 45, Cadillac that my shorty drives Maggy-mackin' my shorty's live (Back Again) Straight from 445, West five three in Amsterdam Also known as Gramsterdam, way before the Santana man Long time ago, way before the bandana, damn Young scrammy scram on the block hand to hand Hard I was slangin' it, straight Leron James with it No big star, no big car One big rock, one big block, I'll go far (Chorus) Back Again Back with my 45, got a new car to drive Tryin' to stay alive Back Again Same gangsta team, new gangsta lean Chasing the f**ing green Back Again Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact Ladies holla back Back Again This time we're here to stay Ain't got no time to play Stay out my f**ing way [Verse 3: Juelz Santana] Now this has been one hell of a year This has been one hell of a ride, I'm tellin' you guys They'd thought we'd never survive, Jekyll and Hyde Or the great american pie, weapons collide Dead or alive, left with no choice but to um, better our lives Get up and strive, but um, get up and roll, get up ya know Get up and go, these motherf**ers ain't lettin' us go So we get up and take it, get up and make it happen for us Nobody can get up and take this In rapping we trust, gat packin's a must It's part of my nature, part of my wake up Part of my waist yup, pardon my waist chump For this part of my waist chump, come part of your face, yup It's Santana, part of the great stuff But really man, pardon I'm great chump [Hook] Back Again Back with my 45, got a new car to drive Tryin' to stay alive Back Again Same gangsta team, new gangsta lean Chasing the f**ing green Back Again Fitted to the back, Throwy well intact Ladies holla back Back Again This time we're here to stay Ain't got no time to play Stay out my f**ing way