Right Back At You Lyrics

Right Back At You lyrics

featuring Raekwon the Chef Ghostface Killer Big Noyd

(Prodigy)
Yea yea
check it out
Now run for your life or you wanna get your heat whatever
We
can die together
As long as I send your maggot ass to the esscense
I
don't give a fuk about my prescence
I'm lost in the blocks of hate and can't
wait
For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate
I'm lethal when I see
you there is no sequel
24 7. Mac 11 is my people
So why you wanna end
your little life like this
Cuz now you bump head wit kids that's
lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive the last night
Damn, right,
I ain't trying to fight
We can settle this like some grown men on the
concrete floor
My slugs will put a stop to your hardcore
Ways of action,
I grab the gat and
Ain't no turning back when I start blasting
Pick up
the handle and insert the potion
Cock the shit back in a calm like
motion
No signs of anger or fear cuz you the one in danger
Never share
your plans wit a stranger, word is born

(Chorus)
I put the glock on
you kid, now I got you
You got the heart to get busy without your
crew
Let's get it on nigga, do what we gotta do
You bucking me, I'm
bucking right back at you

Chorus

(Havoc)
Fuk where you're at
kid, it's where you're from
Cuz where I'm from, niggaz pack nuthin but the
big guns
Around my way, niggaz don't got no remorse for out of
towners
Come through fronting and get stuffed wit the 3 pounder
The loud
sounder, ear ringer
And I'm a point the finger on all you wannabe gun
slingers
You got a real ice grill but are you really real
Step to the
hill and I'm a test your gun skills
Cuz real niggaz don't try to
profile
You just a chump who needs to get drunk to buckwhyle
But swing
that bullshit this way
And I'm a make your visit to the bridge a muthafuking
short stay
Queensbridge, that's where I'm from
The place where stars are
born and phony rappers get done
6 blocks and you might not make it
through
What you gonna do when my whole crew is blazing at you
Wit macs
and tecs to lend to get your dome crush
You thought that you could come
around my way, you big stupid fuk
What the hell you smoking, what the fuk
possessed you
To come out your face, now I have to wet you
Throw on my
tims, black mask and black ?serpent?
Twist a nigga cap, then jump in the
J-30

Chorus

(Rae and Ghostface)
Who's the richest nigga in the
project, who got it live
Rocking Convertibles, frop tops and mad
high
Peace to that whiz kid and playas on his team
Who's organize, all
eyeballs is on CREAM
And yyour whole clique got nuthin but raw shit
Whip
after whip, stay flashing your dick on tricks
Your whole crew's ravishing,
team's untouchable
In the jungle, banging Nas, Mobb Deep and Wu
There's
money out there, guns catch crumbs, those are your sons
Jums is in the
mailboxes, bitches holding your guns
You know what's out there, thousands of
gram, wrapped in siran
Sealed tight, keep the freshness, that's how we
expand
Masked Avenger, drop your gun, son, now surrender
Get ninjaed on
the island, plus the Bridge, boy remember

(Big Noyd)
My little thug's
selling drugs and he's struggling
The game got him bugging, I tried to tell
him slow down cousin
But he vexed and niggaz getting wet up in the
projects
But wit no doubt, shorties out for his respect
But is his brain
insane from the lye
From smoking that 118 ?chiny tye?
Why, a nigga just
died last week
As he swore he was growing, he's a thug in the street
But
it's like that, my crew pump cracks and we pack mac
His eyes is wild wit the
rezzy monkey on his back
But I'm stressed and he need to be blessed
Wit a
firepack, don't even go there cuz it ain't like that
Slow down baby, he
said, what, you trying to play me
You must be crazy, pulled out the heat and
almost blazed me
Then he was Swayze, the shot must of dazed me
Thug's
selling drug, busting slugs, but he ain't crazy