Spookies on the block ain't no time for talk

When they pull out the Glock ain't no time for talk they go Raataataa!

Spookies on the block ain't no time for talk never feeling love

When they pull out the Glock ain't no time for talk they go Raataataa!

A proper dealin' and all the killin' and all the caps they be peeling without a feelin'

Spite what they sayin' what they defendin' and all the evil devices that they be fillin'

Publicity city my whole crew they be with me

When they pull out the Glock muthafucka it ain't pretty

Act like you don't know me know we run this city man I feel like a man with the gun in me hand

Spookies tryna run up got me runnin' from the law man

When I'm creepin on a come up they go Raataataataa!

Pull It Back

Pull It Back

Pull It Back

Pull It Back

Don't care what they say

Tryna talk shit about me

Talking all the same they maintain

Mouths out to sour me

This muthafuckin' world never gave a fuck about me

So I take the fuckin' gun and put it in your fuckin' face

Spookies tryna run up get your head get your gun up

We take this city over from the sundown to the sunup

Run up gun up muthafucka pull it back

Pull It Back

Pull It Back

Pull it Back

Pull It Back