Killer Mike ft. M.O.P. - Push Back Lyrics

You know the name k-I double-L-flow
Ask if I'm from the south yeah, hoe
Atlanta in particular
You know the capital of black America
Where we ball out and live it up
Ride rims so big cars look like trucks
We don't hug the block, we beat it up
The dro crusher, watch it burn like Usher
Make fight music like Bone Crusher
Place a cut on my G's abs
Pockets fat as 3's ass believe that
Swiss bank account flow, yours need cash
In the strip club daily, trap checking
You tipping
I'm collectin', rep for my section
Mike Render, Martin Luther King representer
Hand-cuffer, Mike might stick her
I don't simply make passes, I Mike Vick her

You push me, I push back (Nigga)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (Nigga)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (Nigga)
Adamsville got my back (Nigga)
You push me, I'mma push back (Nigga)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (Nigga)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (Nigga)
Brownsville got my back

Brooklyn nigga, La-fuckin nam
My nigga you fuckin' with the M dot O dot P
MO please let 'em go
Clong Blam Clong Blam Clong Blam let 'em know
Put 'em up
I'll easily have your face lookin' like the
Front of one of them Cadillac trucks
It's the facesta, gangsta hell made fucka
With K-iday-id-IL-L-A fucka
Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
We get it on with heavy metal wore, yeah

You in a sticky situation, homie
We're the OGs, rock back the MOP's bomb back
The wild G's pop back
You landed in the 'ville
Adamsville, Brownsville
Where the automatic magnums drag a
Nigga down the hill
Where the cold blood run through
A thug and tell him (Kill)
And the thunderous sound of a nickel, pound
Close the deal
(Bill) The warrior type, holla at Mike
Any problems, nigga, book us a flight
(Laughter)

You push me, I push back (Nigga)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (Nigga)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (Nigga)
Brownesville got my back (Nigga)
You push me, I'mma push back (Nigga)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (Nigga)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (Nigga)
Adamsville got my back

This ain't rap, nigga, this here's a robbery
Killa Kill from the 'ville and the
(Mash Out Posse)
Life's a bitch, we all know her
That's why Mike hoes heat like
A god damn flamethrower not a priest
But I'll put your ass closer to Jehovah
Rock hard as pure white and baking soda
Too deep in the game to change over
Bullet to the brain
Leave stains in your Range Rover

Game over, showed you I told ya
I will lay your ass down
(down) and air your ass out (out)
Grind Time is official, homie I will lift you
With the stick we're plated in
Through like gong gong
Son of a bitch, you (Gong gong)
Son of a bitch you, know what I'm into
I'm down to defend true with
The evil that men do
Whoever you send through, nigga
It's on you like (Laughter)

You push me, I push back (Nigga)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (Nigga)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (Nigga)
Adamsville got my back (Nigga)
You push me, I'mma push back (Nigga)
Anybody Killa, I'm that (Nigga)
Try me and get your wig pushed back (Nigga)
Brownsville got my back

Grind time gorilla gang, click click bang
(blap) mash Out Posse, nigga (8 time)
Brooklyn (Brook love) , Adamsville (Adamsville)
I'm from crimi nal do or die, motherfucker
I will ride yuh!