Throwback

[Intro]

Yea

What you kno', nigga

What you kno', nigga

What you kno', nigga

What you kno', nigga

What you kno', nigga

What you kno', nigga

What you kno', nigga

What you kno', nigga

[Verse 1: Big Kuntry King]

Back in the days, my uncle was cool as a fan

He wore diamonds on his pinkie, in name of the other hand

He moved heavy coke, so they knew him as "The Man"

'Till "The Man" came and got his muthafuckin' ass

I'm still rolling down the city with my dad

700, flip the bricks, nigga, what's the pass?

Now I call my ye "Throwback"

'86 MJ, nigga, good crack

If you slangin' Joe Montana, that's new hustling

That means you moving with the Republicans and Columbians

You won't even have to worry 'bout yo codeine smuggling

The closest you'll get to any dope is taking Aspirin

Now you can sit back and watch yo dope stack

Smoke plenty fenty and hit bitches from the back

If a nigga hating that, get the K or the mac

And blow his brains out, fuck it, roll his brains back to back

[Chorus]

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that [?] Walker

I got that Joe Montana

I got that MJ

I got that [?] Sanders

I got that [?] Walker

I got that Joe Montana

I got that MJ

I got that [?] Sanders

[Verse 2: T.I.]

Keep the birds at my momma house

Heard what the drama 'bout

Niggas tryna jack it, then I have to take another route

Think it’s all about this rapping, I’ma bring the thunder out

Start slacking at your trap and watch you faggots run up out

Sticking with this crack until a better hustle come about

We can get it crackin', hating, I don't give a fuck about

P$C, we about that action, pimpin' is all my front about

The way niggas stop talking when we walked in, like a gun was out

Start on the first of June, ball till the Summer out

Do a bill, then spend half a mil on a Summer house

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We in the game, cook it up and get it ready rocked

Give it to me A.S.A.P., and we be on every block

I'm buying 10, front me 10, pimpin' like the Summer lot

That'll give you way more clientele than you ever got

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[Chorus]

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that [?] Walker

I got that Joe Montana

I got that MJ

I got that [?] Sanders

I got that [?] Walker

I got that Joe Montana

I got that MJ

I got that [?] Sanders

[Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs]

I'm representing Steel City, Indiana, that's where you can find me

I got them fiends up 24/7 like zombies

Go get your people, I got plenty of heaters behind me

That 40. will have you running to your mommy

I suggest you hit that deck when you see that cannon spark

Otherwise, you gonna be catching bullets like Shannon Sharpe

Bow down, you and your partners ain't worthy

I got something that'll erase the numbers off your jersey

Some women think I'm handsome, some women think I'm arrogant

I'm rocking that Michael Jordan, McDonald's, all American

I get a broad, take her home, give it to her, very long

Put her on my team, now these girls call me Jerry Schlong

I'm strobe-robbin' in the hood, flexing Russell Homes

Sticking paper in my pocket because I get my hustle on

So you don't even gotta ask where the blow at

Holla at your boy, Freddie Gibbs got that throwback

[Chorus]

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that throwback, I got that throwback

I got that [?] Walker

I got that Joe Montana

I got that MJ

I got that [?] Sanders

I got that [?] Walker

I got that Joe Montana

I got that MJ

I got that [?] Sanders