[Chorus]
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP OFF ME[x4]


[Verse 1-BoneCrusher]
So I walks in the club (yeeh ho)
I say what's up
See this girl and this bruuh (WHAT!/yeeh ho)
I said what's up
So I step to em close (WHAAAT!/yeeh ho)
I say what's up
Now I pulled him by his shuuuuurt(YEEEEEESSSSSS)
I said what's up
Now he's runnin runnin and runnin away me
Dippin through the crowd tryin to grease some Hennessy
I told that n***a DON'T TRY TO FLEE DON'T TRY TO FLEE
Now I'm bout to break him down on in the knees
I see his boys(and uh) his other boys (and uh)
Some more of his friends(but um), I'm in it to win
So I rush and tackle boy,(you did WHAT?!) I punished boy(YESSSS!!)
I broke the leg of boy (WHAAT?!), ain't noone knowing
Here he comes again, the Crusher takin him out, no doubt
We on the dance flo, but we don't dance no mo
We out to take him down like thaat
N***a step up get laid-on yo back!
[Chorus]
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP OFF ME[x4]

[Verse 2-Bonecrusher]
The venue set,(YESS) I'm ready for action
(MOTHAFUCKA) Bitch n***as, attack son (WHAAT!)
Run em up, get yo life taken son
Then pose with these fists, with these face it'd be bricks
Ya'll n***as want it, your ex-pect-ta-tions HIIIIIIIIIIIGH
I watch the blood skeet from yo EEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYE
Throw them bos(boys), fuck them hoes
Throw them bos(boys), fuck them hoes
Bitch n***as came with a heart at soft as putty gold
We them street hustlers pimpin, simpin and dippin
Grindin for our papers in the trap while y'all slippinnn
Calicos through the head of any n***a that's trippin
YOU WANNA FIGHT?? Bring yo weapons and ammunition!
Tech Nine's and, Calicos, and uh
We them n***as that be....BREAKIN HOEES(BITCH!)
FUCK THEM N***AS[x8]

[Chorus]
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP OFF ME[x4]
[Verse 3-Dru]
Get off my back hoe, watch yo ass hoe
In these streets, me creeps so stand back ho(Huyhh!)
And put them pistols in the sky
Bringing em all, we finna ride
To my Southside, fuck-hoe get it off yo mind
Then put it back up fo I bust my Nine
Better act up or just quit tryin
Cuz, ya put up what's mine, just the way he stopped that crying
And back up hoe, we strapped up hoe
If you ain't bout no drama then back up fo

[Chorus]
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP
YEEEH HO BACK UP OFF ME[x4]