The Pay Back Lyrics - Az The Visualiza

AZ: 

Yeah son, I know you can hear me man 

shit been crazy in the hood since that happen, hu 

but I found out the cat that did that, word to minds 

I'ma see him in a minute son, hu, it's on 

{Lawrence Fishburn from Hoodlum: "Get ready for your final thrill."} 

AZ: 

I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots you cop at 

Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha watch snatched 

Watch that, know where your moms shop at 

Gotcha block mapped and ain't afraid to push ya top back 

That's what you get when you borrow shit, and never pay back 

So nigga say that, frontin' like you can't lay flat 

You a rat, plus you started this beef from way back 

Cats you sip wit, even feel you on some flipped shit 

Thought I was twisted 

Beat that, been home since Christmas 

Got the word where your bird live, out in L.I. 

From this next bitched named Trista sell lye in Bed Stuy 

So nigga what now? Got the whole game fucked now 

Who you trust now? See you tinted up your truck now 

No need to back track, next time know who you blast at 

For gettin' black clapped, got your cousin killed and nap napped 

Now the streets know, nuttin' left for us to keep low 

Never sleep though, on point and make a nigga reach low 

Up in Brooke Dale, heard my little man took 12 

Jagged hook shells, doctors claim he don't look well 

Left his mom stressed, now it's time to bomb the projects 

Teflon vest, four pounds could make your palm sweat 

Put the word out, so vexed I even curse your bird out 

She don't deserve clout, flippin' wit the cotton herb mouth 

On Pottemscott, me and Wop, nickel gats cocked 

The way we popped uo so shocked, niggas made our backs rock 

Broad daylight, y'all hustle fake, and don't play right 

Holdin' shit wit broken clips that spit, but don't spray right 

Clothes, cars & ice, hard to remember starvin' nights 

Niggas startin' fights, Narcs in the dark, cold cloggin' pipes 

Starvin wifes, used to buy weight at bargain price 

Now we scarred for life, clog is desolvin', slowly outta sight 

All illin', navigatin' four wheelin' 

Alcohol spillin', marinatin' on your killin' 

Like a contest losters fall, winner takes all 

Judges make calls, Kings stand behind the 8 ball (8 ball) 

{Tim Roth from Hoodlum: "You're a dead fuckin' nigger! You hear me? 

You're dead!"} 

{Lawrence Fishburn from Hoodlum: "Get ready for your final thrill."} 

CHORUS: [AZ] 

I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots where you cop at (yeah) 

Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha watch snatched 

(get it snatched) 

Watch that, know where your moms shop at 

Gotcha block mapped and ain't afraid to push ya to back (uh huh) 

I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots where you cop at 

Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha watch snatched 

(keep frontin') 

Watch that, know where your moms shop at (Wor) 

Gotcha block mapped and ain't afraid to push ya top back 

I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots where you cop at 

Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha watch snatched 

Watch that, know where your moms shop at 

Gotcha block mapped and ain't afraid to push ya top back 

I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots where you cop at 

{Tim Roth piece} 

Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha watch snatched 

Watch that, know where your moms shop at 

Gotcha block mapped, and ain't afraid to push ya top back 

I know the clubs where you rock at, the spots where you cop at 

Keep frontin' nigga, showin' ya Roley, getcha watch snatched 

Watch that, know where your moms shop at 

Gotcha block mapped, and ain't afraid to push ya top back 

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