Romeo - Bring It To The Back (Bow Wow Diss) lyrics

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[Intro:]

Come here little fella

Where you goin

I wont bite you

Ha ha

Those little dogs are somethin arent they

They think there big then they run away from you

Well I got somethin for you little fella

Come here

[Hook:]

We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog

We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog

We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog

We can bring it we can bring it to the back dog

You dont want none knuck if you buck bro

You dont want none knuck if you buck bro

You dont want none knuck if you buck bro

You dont want none knuck if you buck bro

[Verse:]

Hey Im a pimp, walk wit a limp

Down South country boy and you know him

Kinda throwed off crazy in the head a little

Boy you'll never make it dey been sayin that since I was little

Little Master P, Im always be

Money out castin chicks every day of the week

Im the dog catcher thats why your girl left yea

You should have stayed on the leash you look much better

And I aint about stuntin its all real

But if you keep yappin you gon need a new grill

And why turn you white shirt all Burgundy

If you a real man take it to the ring wit me

[Hook]

[Verse:]

Kill is in my blood, nothin but thugs

So when I roll through your hood Gs show me love

And I aint have to hustle Well maybe just a little

But Im the son of a rapper I make riddles

My pockets real fat lookin like Puffy Pack

Got the china dog layin up in the Lack

Baby Shaq thats what I call those

Im in a phantom you’s in a Volvo

Im a Pit Bull, you just a little poodle

You seem hard but you soften up like noodles

You think your real tough well take it to the gutta

Its all good go get permission from your mother

[Hook]

[Verse:]

Hey I dont like rappers cause most dudes fake

They always have a wish never blew that cake

See me Im different been there and done it

I aint gotta play hard thats why I got my cousins

Make my own beats different chicks every week

You aint gotta play kids love me in the streets

Im a hood star, or an urban legend

Always hear about me but never see a legend

All black tinted, when I roll by

Your girl here wit me she aint got it ha

But enough jokes this aint the late show

I aint tryin here if yea aint talkin though

[Hook x2]