The Pay Back lyrics

Artist  : Az 
Song : The Pay Back



 Send "The Pay Back" Ringtone to your Cell 

 AZ:
Yeah son, I know you can hear me man
shit been crazy in the hood since that happen, hu
but I found out the cat that did that, word to
minds
I'ma see him in a minute son, hu, it's on
{Lawrence Fishburn from Hoodlum: 'Get ready for
your final thrill.'}
AZ:
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots you
cop at
Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha
watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Gotcha block mapped and ain't afraid to push ya
top back
That's what you get when you borrow shit, and
never pay back
So nigga say that, frontin' like you can't lay
flat
You a rat, plus you started this beef from way
back
Cats you sip wit, even feel you on some flipped
shit
Thought I was twisted
Beat that, been home since Christmas
Got the word where your bird live, out in L.I.
From this next bit*hed named Trista sell lye in
Bed Stuy
So nigga what now? Got the whole game f**ked now
Who you trust now? See you tinted up your truck
now
No need to back track, next time know who you
blast at
For gettin' black clapped, got your cousin killed
and nap napped
Now the streets know, nuttin' left for us to keep
low
Never sleep though, on point and make a nigga
reach low
Up in Brooke Dale, heard my little man took 12
Jagged hook shells, doctors claim he don't look
well
Left his mom stressed, now it's time to bomb the
projects
Teflon vest, four pounds could make your palm
sweat
Put the word out, so vexed I even curse your bird
out
She don't deserve clout, flippin' wit the cotton
herb mouth
On Pottemscott, me and Wop, nickel gats cocked
The way we popped uo so shocked, niggas made our
backs rock
Broad daylight, y'all hustle fake, and don't play
right
Holdin' sh*t wit broken clips that spit, but
don't spray right
Clothes, cars & ice, hard to remember starvin'
nights
 
Niggas startin' fights, Narcs in the dark, cold
cloggin' pipes
Starvin wifes, used to buy weight at bargain
price
Now we scarred for life, clog is desolvin',
slowly outta sight
All illin', navigatin' four wheelin'
Alcohol spillin', marinatin' on your killin'
Like a contest losters fall, winner takes all
Judges make calls, Kings stand behind the 8 ball
(8 ball)
{Tim Roth from Hoodlum: 'You're a dead f**kin'
nigger! You hear me?
You're dead!'}
{Lawrence Fishburn from Hoodlum: 'Get ready for
your final thrill.'}
CHORUS: [AZ]
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots
where you cop at (yeah)
Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha
watch snatched
(get it snatched)
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Gotcha block mapped and ain't afraid to push ya
to back (uh huh)
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots
where you cop at
Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha
watch snatched
(keep frontin')
Watch that, know where your moms shop at (Wor)
Gotcha block mapped and ain't afraid to push ya
top back
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots
where you cop at
Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha
watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Gotcha block mapped and ain't afraid to push ya
top back
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots
where you cop at
{Tim Roth piece}
Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha
watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Gotcha block mapped, and ain't afraid to push ya
top back
I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots
where you cop at
Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha
watch snatched
Watch that, know where your moms shop at
Gotcha block mapped, and ain't afraid to push ya
top back
(top back, top back, top back, top back.....)