This is a song about "Back stabber"

I'm about to snap

Jumped up with a broken back

Back to back we crack 'em back, platinum plaques stackin',

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Until you go behind my back

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Twista finna get up on the track

Went back on the way back back

So, tell my haters fall back

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

She was wet off the bat

Looking for cops behind my back

Snapple fact: you rather wack

My shoes black, slater back/

I bust shots, they bust back

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