Shabaam Sahdeeq - Watch Ya Back (Mambo) Lyrics
[Shabaam Sahdeeq]Yeah (uhh) yeah, yeahNever never thought it'd go down like thisHe got hit, comin from seein that girl from Cypress (Cypress)I wonder if she set him up to get stuck (stuck)For the jewels and the three pounds of weed in the truckOne shot {*gunshot* "Blaow!" just to warn this niggaTo hand it all over or you just a goner niggaBut he ain't havin that, pick the right opportunity then he grabbin thatHis name Mambo; small-scale street hustler (hustler)Street tustler, muscular - loud talkin rowdy niggaThey gon' have to shoot this manCuz I seen him kill three cops, with his bare handsHe already took four shots, back in '94Playin the corridor hall, with that nigga BarrAnd now all eyes on him, cuz he inherit the blockJewels, rock, speed through the hood slingin *****to all these young sly hunnies, pretty long moneyNow niggaz wanna see if they can get a pieceNature of the beast, when hunger and power combineThey took the Callico and they put it straight to his mindAnd of course, he goes for it, he grabbed duke handNow he wrestlin for the gun, it let one go {*gunshot*Mambo caught it in the hip, but he still ain't loose gripThe other cat came from behind, started to pistol-whip {*smack* "Uhh"With his last bit of strength, Mambo threw that kidAnother one flew out {*gunshot* "Blaow!" headed right to his crochAll the tustlin finally came to a *****in stopHe fell to the floor, they took the jewels and the truckRan outta luck, now he looked straight to the skyWonderin why, he ever left his crib in Bed-Stuyto check that grimy ass *****, taste the blood on her lipsTrap this nigga with her hips, got him shot and pistol-whippedBlood stained the concrete (life) life on the streetYou could floss, but hungry niggaz gotta eatSo watch ya back (watch ya back)Watch ya back (watch ya back)The streets is crazy (crazy..) knahmean? knahmean?(Watch ya back) Shit's crazy (crazy.. crazy.. crazy..)Watch ya back, the streets is grimey nowNo matter who you are, you could get laid downOnce the word get around, that you sittin on doughYou better be ready to let slugs go, whatchu thought? {*machine gun*[Repeat twice more][talking] + (repeat "Watch ya back" in background)Watch ya back, extreme.. tell these niggazRunnin around flossin with all these chains and shitKnahmsayin, shit ain't sweet, niggaz gotta eatSo you know.. you walkin around.. heavily jewelYaknahmean, flossin.. better be ready to back that upThis shit is crazy, knahmeanBetter have that twin in the trunkBrooklyn ya feel me?Uhh, Queens, S-Double, where ever you at yaknowShit get grimey, yeah street scholar, yaknahmean(Holla at me) Smoke somethin (tuck them jewels stupid)Soul Survivor (haha) Sinister Sounds (yeah) Shabaam Sahdeeq(Come on) For the streets baby.. (come on)For the streets baby.. (yeah)Gotta eat baby.. (uhh...)
