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Assholes by nature
Dre and Zero
It is what it is
The Michael Watts Swisher House remix, nigga
Put it down, represent this H-Town, nigga
R.I.P. to DJ Screw, nigga
Rap-A-Lot for life
Shit, anybody got a problem with the king of the streets
Tell 'em bring it to the hood, I ain't never left
I still got the same Weaver ball game posted up
I'm in the ghetto like Joseph Wayne
I'm in the gutter like Kunta Kinte
From the block where they take they claim
And 'fore they hear all the name, they doze it up
Dre draped in all black, fresh out of tiny
And the shit that I'm on got 'em callin' me a rockstar
Yeah, I got a lot of heavy metal sittin' under my seat
Lowkey while I'm in the fade fade
Where they wanna see it there 'fore they see the daylight
One wrong move'll get your whole body covered up in a sheet
I'm a hundred percent real, nothin' here fake
I done been in everything and done let it break
In the zone, anybody better try to get up out of my way
I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-S asshole by nature
Truthful on this H-H-Town hood type version of W-A
Motherfucker
Who in the hell let the gate open?
That's what they gon' be screamin' when I come around the corner
With the trigger held back
Make a motherfucker do a full gang the way he standin' at
This way landin' at
I'm a motherfuckin' anal
Plus I'm a son of a gun, I'm one of the ones
Everybody don't bother
'Cause when it get gangsta, man, I get to doin' gangsta
Bother
'Cause when it get gangsta, man, I get to doin' gangsta
Bother
'Cause when it get gangsta, man, I get to doin' gangsta
Dang
Throw the stick away, cover my whip and my enemies must be deleted
I'm harder than a concrete
Screwed up thick for life, disrespectin'
We gon' screwed up thick for life, disrespectin'
We gon' screwed up thick for life, disrespectin'
We gon' shoot up shit tonight
I'm a madman killer
Shoot a motherfucker then go put him in the river
Sometimes I feel like my hands were given to me
To snap all the taste buds out your mouth
And uh, I roll up and down South Post
Look, I'm on Luther King Boulevard
Over the ship channel, the folks dead is down Fourth Bank
First, Second, Third, Fourth, Fifth Ward
I'm young but I'm old school like corduroy
Then when it get pissed, I make the whole city take a time out
Zero ain't baby face, my music'll break your face
Supposed to be down with me, but you stole from me
The brick I left but still I came up with my money
Baby mama talkin' 'bout file a child support
Aight, bitch, see your ass in court
Everybody wanna see me fall off
They smile if I come up, they can't stand it
They been tryin' to get a nigga for eleven years
But I'm a soldier still standin', goddamn it
If you gotta tell somebody you runnin'
Shit, you really ain't runnin' shit
'Cause if you were runnin' shit, my nigga, you would be runnin' shit
Not bumpin' your gums and shit, goddamn it
If you gotta tell somebody you runnin'
Shit, you really ain't runnin' shit
'Cause if you were runnin' shit, my nigga, you would be runnin' shit
Not bumpin' your gums and shit, goddamn it
If you gotta tell somebody you runnin'
Shit, they really ain't runnin' shit
'Cause if you were runnin' shit, my nigga, you would be runnin' shit
Not bumpin' your gums and shit, motherfucker, bitch
Understand that I ain't to be fucked with
I'm legendary in the bottom of the South
And I got about a thousand goons I might send your route
And it is what it is with me
I'm on a duck tape, wrap your shit and out the gates
Now snap your shit into the niggas that'll click in your home
I could make a whole drop today
Empty the clip non-stop today
And that's courtesy of the new gun that I copped today
And then I'm gone



Авторы: Erica Wright, Leon Ndugu Chancler, Otis Lee Jackson Jr. Copyright: Universal Music - Mgb Songs, Divine Pimp Publishing, Hey Skimo Publishing Company, Loop Digga Publishing, Madlib Invazion Music, Hey Skimo Publications



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