Lil B — Da Backstreetz

[Intro] It's your boy Lil B, I got my gang from south Berkeley, man I got my gang from Richmond, man (Based God) [Chorus] I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz I don't give a fuck no more about the enemy My eyes red because I smoke blunts Niggas die every day, I don't give a fuck I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz I don't give a fuck no more about the enemy My eyes red because I smoke blunts Niggas die every day, I don't give a fuck [Verse 1] Niggas get locked up everyday Crackers get shot up everyday Free all my niggas that's in the cage I'm feeling like I'm on stage I'll never be a snitch if we in a raid (Never) You should lay a person down for saying names I never point the finger that's not a game If you was a snitch you should be ashamed I got paperwork for all my cases I took an oath to the street, I'm an 80's baby You niggas really on here in the ground I'm at Fruitvale BART with a kickstand I'm one up and you want up Hit Eastmont Mall for the double up Nigga, I only state facts Got the ladder and the drum, where the A’s at? [Chorus] I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz I don't give a fuck no more about the enemy My eyes red because I smoke blunts Niggas die every day, I don't give a fuck I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz I don't give a fuck no more about the enemy My eyes red because I smoke blunts Niggas die every day, I don't give a fuck [Verse 2] I'ma keep it one hundred bitches no love I'm the boss so you know that I'm turned up Bitch, you woulda heard knock off your fam Back there your kids on Instagram DJ Vlad, keep your mouth shut I don't do interviews, shut the fuck up Man, I'm just trying to see a key I cut the whole rock like Jay-Z I took losses as a kid but I bounced back Yeah, I'm still sick, and I deal with that Yeah, nigga, I'm a Black man Use to deal every car with a black hand Everything that you not is what I am I'm the son of Dez, nigga, not the son of Sam Smoke one for the real niggas And smoke one for the real bitches [Chorus] I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz I don't give a fuck no more about the enemy My eyes red because I smoke blunts Niggas die every day, I don't give a fuck I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz I don't give a fuck no more about the enemy My eyes red because I smoke blunts Niggas die every day, I don't give a fuck [Verse 3] I'm about everything, nigga, even Jonesing Pull up by myself, nigga, you ain't knowin' I'ma go a couple places and take risks I ain't got no friends, nigga, fuck a bitch Keep it one hundred, nigga, you taking tough But really, it ain't nothing What is it a blizzard? I really got the game from these South Berkeley niggas Feel me? But we rocking off the top top top like Uh huh, and we never did stop like Shout out to rich men on the top like Yeah, worldwide, we on top, right? [Chorus] I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz I don't give a fuck no more about the enemy My eyes red because I smoke blunts Niggas die every day, I don't give a fuck I don't think you niggas know about da backstreetz I don't give a fuck no more about the enemy My eyes red because I smoke blunts Niggas die every day, I don't give a fuck