San Quinn - Back To Tha sh** lyrics

[Intro/Hook: JT the Bigga Figga] The G-L-P is throwing shots to you n***as domes co*king Glocks, pulling macs when the funk is on Pack your chrome motherf**er when you leave home When you f**ing with them n***as from the danger zone [Verse 1: D-Moe] Well back on the track is the n***a D-Moeja Sipping on the Grand Mar' and puffing on the doja And everybody know the D dash Moe can have you hittin' Cause sh** that I be spittin' is fittin' tighter than a mitten Written in a book by a crook I was locked up And did so much dirt that I should have been boxed up Gone with the wind but I'm still in the house Giving game from my brain to my motherf**ing mouth I gives a f** I'm sick as f** I'm from the Y-B-G Now D dash Moe is just a factor in the S-F-C Ninety-three, Get Low be going federal Top notch, motherf**er on a pedestal I'm coming tight don't try to perp and say a n***a not Because these bullets that me got in me gun is hot Now piggidy-pop, piggidy-pop, piggidy-pop pop Seventeen rounds out a nickel-plated Glock I gets my currency, my capital, my cash flow I mean my mail, my scratch do you feel me though? So don't be stressin' it's a lesson from tha Youngsta A playa and a hustla, and can't f** with you bustas Trust a b**h? Never would, never could, gotta stack Got a mac, keep a hoe on her back, pack a nine On the grind, every time, coming sick G-L-P in the house getting back to the sh** [JT the Bigga Figga] Well G-L-P is throwing shots to you n***as domes Creepin' through the cuts, flippin' em up when the funk is on Mr. Illiac on the track quite exceptional professional mack When I'm 'bout to check a fat stack From the editor, currency a four to five creditor Docked in the back on the gank like the predator Utilize and finalize my mission, chewin' n***as up When it comes to competition, now they wishin' That we slip to the flip to the beat to the bone n***as was here but now they gone The Get Low P is in the house Poppin' it on the microphone My n***a Herm hooked it up for us n***as The Young Baby Boy, D-Moe and the Figga Just a few young n***as from The Moe-town When we pop the sh**, n***a cause we throw down Now my n***a San Quinn is about to flow So let me pa** the mic and tell them n***as about them hoes [San Quinn] You silly hoes and n***as better peep this game While this game is worth my peepin' Creepin' through the s**a Free I'm knockin' fools out, leavin' 'em sleepin' Cause it's a daily operation for us to wreck thangs I'm whippin' and flippin', slidin' and slippin' through Frisco, the hoes swang From the nutsack, you ready to buck I'm ready to buck back I'm down for the funk up on the streets or all up in the f**in' rap I'll tiggity-tag your a** fast with this nine millimeter Scared to follow the leader, so with the slug I gotta leave ya The Get Low rep from The Moe to The Point Smoke a blunt and a joint, The Young Baby Boy's the right choice When I voice my opinion you better recognize Cause it's your own f**in' life you might jeopardize Commitin' crimes I'm droppin' rhymes and hittin' the f**in' dank and I'm f**in' your b**h and checkin' my grips and sippin' on the drank and I'm gankin', and gafflin' and jumpin' off the f**in' top flo' I'll bust a spin and a grin and Quinn will Get Low [Spoken: JT the Bigga Figga] Nineteen ninety-three, the G-L-P Mackin stackin' and always stackin' Ready to flip a track and check a fat stack n***a Coming from the west side of the Presidio JT the Bigga Figga, San Quinn and D-Moe Three young n***as Three young Gs Poppin' that sh** with ease, mayne And we outta here fasho-ly, ya know me? Ha ha [Chorus/Outro: JT the Bigga Figga] Three young n***as from the Get Low Cause we poppin' that sh** outta Frisco I say three young n***as from the Get Low From the Get Low, from the Get Low Cause we poppin' that sh** on a daily basis From the Get Low town cause they tryin' to take this Game from the gamer, but they cain't Cause that's how the sh** go mayne Three young n***as from the Get Low Cause we poppin' that sh** outta Frisco I say three young n***as from the Get Low From the Get Low, from the Get Low