Step Back - Lyrics - Fam-lay

(feat. Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz) [Intro: Lil Jon] Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!! Star Trak!! Yeah! Yeah! ah BME Clique!! Yeah! Hey! That *** Fam-Lay ***! Yeah! Yeah! Lil Jon and them East Side Boyz!! [Chorus: Lil Jon & (The East Side Boyz)] *** *** won't ya (STEP THE *** BACK!!) *** *** won't ya (STEP THE *** BACK!!) You're too close *** (STEP THE *** BACK!!) We'll bend ya back *** (STEP THE *** BACK!!) *** *** won't ya (STEP THE *** BACK!!) *** *** won't ya (STEP THE *** BACK!!) You don't want it *** (STEP THE *** BACK!!) I take bigger *** (STEP THE *** BACK!!) [Verse: Fam-Lay (Lil Jon)] Fam-Lay don't give a flying *** When I see him, time is up Next time his family see him, his eyes are shut Uh! *** a heads up, whachu scared for? You'll be a dead duck riding in that flat bed truck Uh! Let em go? (NO WAY!!) Lil Jon let em know (OOOKAAYYY!!) Soon as you say it I'm a said it He getting scared when I spray it in this dead end He gon be dead in a second, uh Let em run cause my legs in the Jetta so Run *** run, you'll only die tired Them dum dums come, you're done and I'm not lying Tec nines rain like a shower head Then put your whole crew remains on the flower bed Distribute pain, gun power spray Uh! Leave your blocks in flames then we outta there [Chorus] [Verse: Fam-Lay] Stand and clock, while I supply planted rock My hand is hot, but hotter when them cannons pop The gamblest spot, I breaks em, grab dice and shake em Let em go, 4 - 5 - 6, dead em go S-T-A-R Trak, dot com (Star Trak) Got guns, got bombs, that make ya act calm Leave ya whole neighborhood like 'Nam Bring the thunder and the rain when I strike like light-ning Got a Puerto Rican chick wit a white mom Chick trifling, chick like *** And I'm often asked, I'm out for cash *** kill, we playing hard While y'all soft as *** Chew you up, screw you up, do you up I DON'T GIVE A *** ***! who the ***?! Want beef wit the F-A-M, L-A-Y? I keep *** burning like the LA riots, tell his guy [Lil Jon] I told y'all *** to step the *** back! *** ain't listening in this ***! So we gon show y'all how *** set this *** off for real! [Fam-Lay] Fam-Lay'll leave you wit a holy temple Now you rest in peace in a Holy Temple *** didn't know what he was in for All my bullets hit everyone they was meant for Man it's time to notify all his kin folk Mailing out letters that you had to write in pencil My condolences, East Side on the side of me And I'm a ride till them *** get tired of me [Chorus] STEP THE *** BACK!