"BACKDOOR"
II TRU
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.
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.
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.
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:
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 enough 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.
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.
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