Bring It Back

[Verse 1: Ab Liva]

Man there’s rules to the hustle gotta get in and get it off

Get it cross borders, slip it in then whip it soft

Water off  when it dries break it down get it tossed

Young boys hug corners all night get it off

Get it on niggas on your strip has to give a lotta

(9 millimeter go bang) then you get it lost

Give and go getting that guap homie get it floss

Make double-puppy fly over what you get it cost

The price is all right, soft white

Brighter than the glare from the Porsche lights, Porsche pass em as I revolve

Counter clockwise back step over you rap niggas I evolved

Ie; I solved, the riddle that

Hip-hop is dead but we resurrect the beat in the shroud

Hatin' niggas try to block your shine like the clouds

But I Will' Wallace scream "freedom!" through the clouds, so loud

[Verse 2: Malice]

Ask and you shall receive says the lord

Bless me ten-fold then repo'd the Porsche

Since when minx stows a means for divorce

Instead you rather cling like your life raft was tossed

Had to fly back, the must have the coins

Jimmy Choos, nice calves, I type cast my broads

Tryin' to live with little less remorse

Telling my trophy wife these bitches just rewards

And the law don’t understand our truth

We gon’ never say shit we the blueman group

We gon’ tuck it in that bitch like a kangaroo

Then switch to '06 to the right now cool

So clean custom bent

Got the nerve to step bout it like I’m discontent

You whole look at me like a ship’s command

Would have once engaged but I have since repent

[Hook: Sandman]

And I’m just living my life stride by stride I rock where it takes me

And it ain’t nothing rock this shit all out until it breaks me

And I ain’t goin’ nowhere fuck that trust that you won’t make me

R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G

[Verse 3: Sandman]

I’m talking paper, Sixers versus Lakers

Drop a dolla when it holla, collect me shoot the Vegas

Pop a jet, couple seconds I'm shooting shakers

Velvet tables sexy bellies and perfect [?]

And my staples, look at their faces they drive me wild

Pay your pounds, they get freaky like Jada fire

It's on bread big head bills they switch wheels

Like crib hills and chick heels but then still

Banana pill on em, [?] and the clip making these niggas sick

Screamin’ life is a bitch

Eye fuck her down, [?] pick one

If you bread there, it ain't shit the ship 'em

[?] is your order, I chip ‘em

Down to the squirrel I’m real thorough

Run a real tight system

Show my face, clear our space

Lyricate call me Boosie, bread off base

[Verse 4: Pusha T]

Yuugh! Make the whole city numb

Test it on your gums only buy it out the drum

Sell it how I come protect the line that it's from

He who says names, redrum redrum

We walk to the beat of the warrior’s drum

We ran through the circles, the notorious run

We never stood a chance see the morals were shun

Cuz the feds couldn’t stop what the couriers brung

The older hustlers live like a glorious ones

Lasting impression question no ignoring they sums

Good things gotta end snitches ruin their run

Now the foundation's laid and competition is none

They called us young, dumb and so full of promise

I say we was rich, fucking with maybe we was young

Tell me what that matter if you can’t match his ones

They see the evolution of the man Pusha Ton, welcome

[Hook: Sandman]

And I’m just living my life stride by stride I rock where it takes me

And it ain’t nothing rock this shit all out until it breaks me

And I ain’t goin’ nowhere fuck that trust that you won’t make me

R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G