J Ax: "Sono diventato tutto quello che odiavo"
(Chorus) Release these chains on the down low, risin' II Tru, backdoor for y'all foes Release these chains from my body parts II Tru, backdoor for y'all foes Release these chains from my body parts [Jhaz] Comin' up in the game, II Tru, backdoor keep it on the hush hush, for they foes Play it tight, bein' it real with it Better learn to respect us, broads throw blows You don't wanna see II Tru get nasty Playa hate, it's all good, true and through Brina comin' up with my backseat [Brina] Exactly how many fools on the down low Had to see these playas on the risin' from a straight up ghetto status And we trues on the ? I'm climbin', hittin' the peak of the rap game Breakin' in the industry, sista is about as real as it get Never put no fear in me heart (for real) Recognize that backdoor, we've seen ya And since you come shady off the riff This Mo Thug family's sneakin' up on you, back-to-back We splittin' wigs [Jhaz] Bustin' them hits, comin' at you II Tru, fools I thought you knew this Kickin' in doors - AJay roll, baby Backdoor with the AJay click No love for y'all hoes on the down low, risin' straight from the head, II Tru Much love for my trues Backdoor for you foes (foes), understand? Thought you cluckers knew... [Brina] ...where a sista comin' from I done warned you about them shady ways that you displayed II Tru with shady thoughts written on your face Come, come, now busta, underestimate females We got game - I got somethin' for ya backdoor, baby These trues, you'll never fade (Chorus) [Brina] All I wanted to do was prove you wrong Now a sista 'bout to rip sets on a nationwide tip Recognize these trues settin' off top class Respect, you don't wanna see me (that's real) Brina gettin' outta hand on you, playa All about that paper Gettin' my respect, representin' somethin' major Fakers tried to play me plenty times Never had they game tight I done came up on that ticket-meal II Tru to the game to the day I die [Jhaz] No doubt, backdoor, comin' up, what? II Tru rollin' with these Mo Thug niggas Put it down in the studio Let it flow - sista's gonna make all these figures Listen here, son, 'fore I'm done Mama Jhaz gonna make you realize II Tru's the best I stress this backdoor - better recognize Surprise, all y'all bitches, with nothin' but game II Tru kickin' in backdoors Lettin' it roll for the playa haters, man (Chorus) [Jhaz] Four years strong, puttin' in work Knockin' on front doors, with nothin' but sad songs Run around to the back with a sledgehammer II Tru backdoor for y'all foes What do you know? Us trues sittin' back with a fat sack of that sticky On the mental, II Tru come crucial, fool You don't wanna get with me On another level in the rap game II Tru handle this like pros, keepin' it real Lettin' y'all feel, still II Tru backdoor for y'all foes [Brina] You guessed it It's the young and restless, 'bout to make fools feel it Ain't worried about haters testin' my skills I rips up, comin' up crazy Tape sales is on the rise And top notch is the way we dippin' II Tru rapture since we come corrupt Set it off is our only intention Playa type with lyrics to get ya, competition for days Do you wanna hang? Can't get with the II Tru Comin' through the backdoor, rollin' with AJay (AJay) Seen enoguh of the backside Ain't nothin' but a hell rap for them cluckers to hate us 'Member all them times you tried to hold us down Comin' up on the paper? Mistake of your lifetime Foot up in the door, 'bout to go for mine Make way for these ladies Puttin' in work for the nine-seven rap grind (Chorus)
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