Ludacris - Get The f** Back lyrics

(feat. Fate Wilson, I-20, Shawna) [intro I-20] What the f**'s up! DTP in this mother f**er And for all ya'll that don't like it Do one thing, get the f** back 'Cause all my n***as iz ready Luda, 20, Fate, Shawna Let's show these mutha f**ers how we disturb the peace Get the f** back, b**h [shooting and screaming in the background] [Chorus] [Ludacris] f** That! Get the f** back! Luda make your skull crack Tuck that b**h, your whole town's on my nutsack Cuff that Put it in your weed, n***a, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight [I-20] f** That! Get the f** back! D-low make your skull crack Tuck that b**h, your whole town's on my nutsack Cuff that Put it in your weed, n***a, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight Bronson, mutha f**er, give me more than three feet DTP in the club, we comin' more than three deep Your whole crew is weak and my squad is real cash getters Stayin' more to crunk, our sh** bump like bad clippers How many try to hustle with Dealer then went broke Infamous, I'm a value meal, I come with the coke I gotta enough guns for beef, if you want it that way I'll push your wig back like finger waves or bad toupee [Ludacris] I lick a load of you n***az, leave kids in the hallways Catch 'em at they locka (hoo-ahh, blocka blocka)(gun shots) See 'em on Broadway and tap they a** Catch 'em in the swimming pool and overlap they a** [Fate] I'm from the southside, College Park G Road, n***as gone Ride when the beef starts Don't hold back, let the heat spark One's through his vest, one's through his chest Sleepy hollows put the n***as to rest, uh [Chorus] [Ludacris] f** That! Get the f** back! Luda make your skull crack Tuck that b**h, your whole town's on my nutsack Cuff that Put it in your weed, n***a, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight [Shawna] f** That! Get the f** back! Shaw make your skull crack Tuck that b**h, your whole town better love that Cuff that Put it in your weed, n***a, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight What you know about projects, hoes, and murda whole lotta game, whole lotta keys and burners Whole lotta dope fiends, trying to scheme the workers Whole lotta feds, got them n***as scared to surface Type of b**h that got the brown in my sock Find me on tha block tryin' to cop a piece of the crop Watch me, pull up on me real sweet in a drop But if you f**in' with my paper, feel the heat from the glock, n***a [Ludacris] We pop bottles, bottles, right over you head, n***as Put nozzles, nozzles Right over your leg, n***as Our motto, motto Is k** 'em instead, n***as We make 'em loose weight, when we Jenny Craig, n***as [I-20] All of ya'll is half nice, half thugs, and half a**ed The only time Im goin' half, is half on a half But I use a full clip, cuz I'm a full fledged k**a Part-time MC, full-time drug dealer [Chorus] [Ludacris] f** That! Get the f** back! Luda make your skull crack Tuck that b**h, your whole town's on my nutsack Cuff that Put it in your weed, n***a, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight [Fate] f** That! Get the f** back! Fate make your skull crack Tuck that b**h, your whole town's on my nutsacks Cuff that Put it in your weed, n***a, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight We the filthy n***as from the South, A-Town represent us Strong armin' motherf**ers, like a Russian sickle You got issues with us talkin' sh** on mixed tapes Ill catch you at a show and beat you with a mix tape You best pump brakes, 'fore I pump shells and blood oze I leave n***as like burps (burp), excuse Just keep on pissin me off, like a week kidney And you will find your family reading your obituary [Ludacris] These people tryin' to scrub the red off Stains they don't get off They wanted to bring the pain, so this thang 'bout to set off Barretas for getting cheddar, you're better off dead off Yes, you can do it, cut his f**in head off [Shawna] I got a letter from the government, the other day They told me that the b**hes caught a shipment of my yay They on their way, three minutes to get the k Two minutes to get the weight, one minute and imma spray [Chorus] [Ludacris] f** That! Get the f** back! We make your skull crack Tuck that b**h, your whole town's on my nutsack Cuff that Put it in your weed, n***a, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight [Shawna] f** That! Get the f** back! We make your skull crack Tuck that b**h, your whole town better love that Cuff that Put it in your weed, n***a, puff that What's that People gon' die tonight [Repeat 2x - 1st time Ludacris, 2nd time Fate] Bang bang k** a man let his brains hang And when I'm in the court, plead guilty insane They put me in a ward, imma have to maintain But when I hit bricks won't a damn thing change