Quick To Back Down Lyrics

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Yeah

Bravehearts

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That boy Nas

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Me I'm your boy Lil' Jon

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Right now we going to talk about these niggas

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That's got a lot of mouth what?

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But when It's time to do some ****

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They folding these niggas is folding and ****

Know what I'm talking 'bout like paper

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I know your type I know your kind ya

Quick to back down

You be leaving when there's drama

Quick to back down

**** fake **** ****

Quick to back down

Soft and cornflake **** ya

Quick to back down

You ya whole crew ya

Quick to back down

Ya'll don't want none of this ya

Quick to back down

And I hate ya'll niggas ya

Quick to back down

Soft and cornflake **** ya

First of all this is Nas I'ma Braveheart veteran

And y'all already know who I'm better than

Y'all know the beef in the hood it'll never end

Never hit the club unless I get's my berretta in

The letter N short for Nasir

More drama than the President with North Korea

Gettin Krunk wit Lil' Jon he da livest in the south

**** around and you get wires in your mouth

Cowards I despise and my power keeps on risin'

Niggas try to hate me but they keep recognizin'

Who's the next label I'ma burry

CEO's rappers and A&R's go to the rap cemetery

And ya all got guns but ya scared to use 'em

Six million ways to die **** choose one

I'm a Braveheart I'll be right here

Y'all talk **** but I smell fear ****!

I know your type I know your kind ya

Quick to back down

You be leaving when there's drama

Quick to back down

**** fake **** ****

Quick to back down

Soft and cornflake **** ya

Quick to back down

You ya whole crew ya

Quick to back down

Ya'll don't want none of this ya

Quick to back down

And I hate ya'll niggas ya

Quick to back down

Soft and cornflake **** ya

Aye yo all these niggas they afraid of the Bravehearts

I'll take a razor open your face up

I tried to tell these niggas we don't play

I run up on you broad day with a A-K

Cornball I can make your heart beat stop

Pop pop your body drop from a couple shots

When you see me in the street we can handle the beef

If you see me in jail you know you dead meat

I be fighting and stabbin' shooting and laughing

My ratchet blast on top of you bastards

Committing sins in Cincinnati

We'll drive by in all black caddy's

A 21 gun salute

Your last words be please Jungle don't shoot

**** I'll put a slug between your eyes

And stand there and watch your punk **** die

I'm ****' wit them Bravehearts

My niggas is coming we just don't stop

Yall niggas is running I'm just goin' pop

I twist up my gun up and slap your mouth

With Lil' John down south

My religion is green **** too late

Since birth I'm cursed the worst motherfucka in da state

Time and time again you niggas back down laugh now

**** ya numbers **** y'all all fake

The hunt is on **** if I'm wrong test my dead arm

Robbery heavily armed might leave him gone

Bang him duff him actin' like he don't know what's going on

Hang 'em rush 'em get his clown **** his teammates wrong

And oh he got a 22 give him the gauge the brave way

God ain't going to save his **** **** today

Wait I'ma Braveheart I'll be right here

Y'all talk **** but I smell fear mothafuckas

I know your type I know your kind ya

Quick to back down

You be leaving when there's drama

Quick to back down

**** fake **** ****

Quick to back down

Soft and cornflake **** ya

Quick to back down

You ya whole crew ya

Quick to back down

Ya'll don't want none of this ya

Quick to back down

And I hate ya'll niggas ya

Quick to back down

Soft and cornflake **** ya

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