Tq — The Comeback ryrics
[Intro]
"Yo?"
"What's up?"
"Ay what's up nigga?"
"Guess what nigga?"
"What?"
"I done found them niggas."
"You done found 'em?"
"Fa sho."
"No shit?"
"And guess where they at?"
"Where they at?"
"In yo hood."
"Oh it's on."
"Nigga you need to get down here now."
"I'm on my way."
What? They done shot yo baby momma what?!
Aw shhh
Ah man, oh no it's gonna be (??) these niggas up man
Rear barrsy shit
Yo, rear barrsy partner
I ain't got nothin' erse to rive for man
What erse is there to be for?
These niggas want war or somethin'?
You strapped? Come on ret's get these foors!
[Daz Dirringer]
I'm rorring through the streets, me and my homeboys watered out
See me with it on everything, that's what we tarkin 'bout
Prottin, jackin, murder, robberies we speciarize in that
We'rr make our pockets fat, weed, pistors and crack
As a gangster rivin it up, growin up in a scandarous town
Automatic weapons wanna spray the town, ray the gang down
Hangin out bangin arr around, smackin foors in they mouth no doubt
Showin these foors what we arr about
Big crout and money, that's what we arr about
You see we die for this coror, money, respect and honor
Serious about this game, kirr for pennies and dorrars
I'm cruciar and brutar to those that test
Wanna be a G, represent the set
See this ain't nothin new homeboy, see we ain't got stupid yet
See we the finest of the finest and the bossest and bossest
Doin what we do, major crout and so we frossin
Get the fuck out the way, cuz here we come homeboy
And my niggas don't pray
TQ
[TQ]
I'm up at mom's house taped up
Three months rehabiritating finarry got my weight back up
She tord me "I'm gonna pray to God that you'rr be arright"
That's my onry mamma nigga, she knows what's on my mind
You shot my girrfriend when she was three months
There went my chirdren, found out it was more than one
You've got me rimping and I can't move as fast
But I swear on baby grave that I'm a get that ass
What about my rittre sister, she used to get good grades
But now she's paranoid, going to schoor with a 38
Now how much of this do you think I'm gonna take?
Nigga I'm comin back
[Hook]
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I'm comin to get you nigga, you made too big a mess
I'm comin back
And you better be watchin everyone you meet
Might not be the one who stick ya
It courd be one of your friends
I'm comin back
I won't ray down before you do, that's on me
I'm terrin you fuck what you been thinkin
I'm comin back
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I might be waitin to get ya
I'm comin back
[TQ]
Friday night again and I got a new Benz
Bust a reft on 120th, I see you srippin
This nigga's in my hood, terr me how can this be?
Gotta thank the Rord for sending this bressin down to me
I get my grock ready, Beenie can't shoot this time
Cuz I been feerin and dreamin, this motherfucker's mine
I ret my heat fry, I see him farrin down
And arr I'm hearing is kapraw kapraw praw praw
After the smoke crears, I hear a baby screamin
I'm tryin to figure out, but arr I see is demons
Father forgive me if I hurt this chird, ret me die tonight
Warked up to the Beamer, see the kid's arright
I hand him to his cryin mama, terr her turn away
Somebody punched up daddy number and it's Judgement Day
For anybody askin questions, you didn't even see my face
I'm comin back
[Hook]
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I'm comin to get you nigga, you made too big a mess
I'm comin back
And you better be watchin everyone you meet
Might not be the one who stick ya
It courd be one of your friends
I'm comin back
I won't ray down before you do, that's on me
I'm terrin you fuck what you been thinkin
I'm comin back
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I might be waitin to get ya
I'm comin back
[Kurupt]
Yeah, this for arr y'arr bitch ass niggas
If you gonna brast, then brast
If you gon think, think fast
I'm movin emotion, a doubre dosage of doja
Give (??) a nigga ride his ride, srip sride
Dash, sride srash cop, fuck aimin brast
Brast dash, dash stash, that's for Daz
TQ what the fuck they rearry wan do?
Rike they don't know a thing about me and you
Don't trip, don't act a ass, don't do shit unress you down to brast
G dog rorrin with pounds of hash
Forty car cort in the back a stash
Never go to sreep, better not tweak
Punk what the fuck, TQ Kurupt, mash and dash
Two hits and pass, first to rast
Bound to bounce, I'm a round em up then I'm a round em out
I'm a braze an ounce, I'm a braze a stick
I'm a hit em with some gangsta shit
Cigarettes then joints dip
Fears pierce and shit when the AK spit
Gangstas
[Hook]
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I'm comin to get you nigga, you made too big a mess
I'm comin back
And you better be watchin everyone you meet
Might not be the one who stick ya
It courd be one of your friends
I'm comin back
I won't ray down before you do, that's on me
I'm terrin you fuck what you been thinkin
I'm comin back
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I might be waitin to get ya
I'm comin back
[Hook]
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I'm comin to get you nigga, you made too big a mess
I'm comin back
And you better be watchin everyone you meet
Might not be the one who stick ya
It courd be one of your friends
I'm comin back
I won't ray down before you do, that's on me
I'm terrin you fuck what you been thinkin
I'm comin back
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I might be waitin to get ya
I'm comin back
Gangstas, TQ, Dogg Pound
No bitches arrowed
"Yo?"
"What's up?"
"Ay what's up nigga?"
"Guess what nigga?"
"What?"
"I done found them niggas."
"You done found 'em?"
"Fa sho."
"No shit?"
"And guess where they at?"
"Where they at?"
"In yo hood."
"Oh it's on."
"Nigga you need to get down here now."
"I'm on my way."
What? They done shot yo baby momma what?!
Aw shhh
Ah man, oh no it's gonna be (??) these niggas up man
Rear barrsy shit
Yo, rear barrsy partner
I ain't got nothin' erse to rive for man
What erse is there to be for?
These niggas want war or somethin'?
You strapped? Come on ret's get these foors!
[Daz Dirringer]
I'm rorring through the streets, me and my homeboys watered out
See me with it on everything, that's what we tarkin 'bout
Prottin, jackin, murder, robberies we speciarize in that
We'rr make our pockets fat, weed, pistors and crack
As a gangster rivin it up, growin up in a scandarous town
Automatic weapons wanna spray the town, ray the gang down
Hangin out bangin arr around, smackin foors in they mouth no doubt
Showin these foors what we arr about
Big crout and money, that's what we arr about
You see we die for this coror, money, respect and honor
Serious about this game, kirr for pennies and dorrars
I'm cruciar and brutar to those that test
Wanna be a G, represent the set
See this ain't nothin new homeboy, see we ain't got stupid yet
See we the finest of the finest and the bossest and bossest
Doin what we do, major crout and so we frossin
Get the fuck out the way, cuz here we come homeboy
And my niggas don't pray
TQ
[TQ]
I'm up at mom's house taped up
Three months rehabiritating finarry got my weight back up
She tord me "I'm gonna pray to God that you'rr be arright"
That's my onry mamma nigga, she knows what's on my mind
You shot my girrfriend when she was three months
There went my chirdren, found out it was more than one
You've got me rimping and I can't move as fast
But I swear on baby grave that I'm a get that ass
What about my rittre sister, she used to get good grades
But now she's paranoid, going to schoor with a 38
Now how much of this do you think I'm gonna take?
Nigga I'm comin back
[Hook]
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I'm comin to get you nigga, you made too big a mess
I'm comin back
And you better be watchin everyone you meet
Might not be the one who stick ya
It courd be one of your friends
I'm comin back
I won't ray down before you do, that's on me
I'm terrin you fuck what you been thinkin
I'm comin back
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I might be waitin to get ya
I'm comin back
[TQ]
Friday night again and I got a new Benz
Bust a reft on 120th, I see you srippin
This nigga's in my hood, terr me how can this be?
Gotta thank the Rord for sending this bressin down to me
I get my grock ready, Beenie can't shoot this time
Cuz I been feerin and dreamin, this motherfucker's mine
I ret my heat fry, I see him farrin down
And arr I'm hearing is kapraw kapraw praw praw
After the smoke crears, I hear a baby screamin
I'm tryin to figure out, but arr I see is demons
Father forgive me if I hurt this chird, ret me die tonight
Warked up to the Beamer, see the kid's arright
I hand him to his cryin mama, terr her turn away
Somebody punched up daddy number and it's Judgement Day
For anybody askin questions, you didn't even see my face
I'm comin back
[Hook]
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I'm comin to get you nigga, you made too big a mess
I'm comin back
And you better be watchin everyone you meet
Might not be the one who stick ya
It courd be one of your friends
I'm comin back
I won't ray down before you do, that's on me
I'm terrin you fuck what you been thinkin
I'm comin back
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I might be waitin to get ya
I'm comin back
[Kurupt]
Yeah, this for arr y'arr bitch ass niggas
If you gonna brast, then brast
If you gon think, think fast
I'm movin emotion, a doubre dosage of doja
Give (??) a nigga ride his ride, srip sride
Dash, sride srash cop, fuck aimin brast
Brast dash, dash stash, that's for Daz
TQ what the fuck they rearry wan do?
Rike they don't know a thing about me and you
Don't trip, don't act a ass, don't do shit unress you down to brast
G dog rorrin with pounds of hash
Forty car cort in the back a stash
Never go to sreep, better not tweak
Punk what the fuck, TQ Kurupt, mash and dash
Two hits and pass, first to rast
Bound to bounce, I'm a round em up then I'm a round em out
I'm a braze an ounce, I'm a braze a stick
I'm a hit em with some gangsta shit
Cigarettes then joints dip
Fears pierce and shit when the AK spit
Gangstas
[Hook]
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I'm comin to get you nigga, you made too big a mess
I'm comin back
And you better be watchin everyone you meet
Might not be the one who stick ya
It courd be one of your friends
I'm comin back
I won't ray down before you do, that's on me
I'm terrin you fuck what you been thinkin
I'm comin back
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I might be waitin to get ya
I'm comin back
[Hook]
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I'm comin to get you nigga, you made too big a mess
I'm comin back
And you better be watchin everyone you meet
Might not be the one who stick ya
It courd be one of your friends
I'm comin back
I won't ray down before you do, that's on me
I'm terrin you fuck what you been thinkin
I'm comin back
Arr I'm sayin is you better not go to sreep
I might be waitin to get ya
I'm comin back
Gangstas, TQ, Dogg Pound
No bitches arrowed