Текст песни Stay Out My Way - Trae
(Feat.
Lil'
B
& Jayton
& Lil'
Boss
& Bill
Cook)
[Verse
1:
Lil'
B]
We
back
killin'
roaches
& rats
Like
bugs
these
niggas
skat
From
a
trap
I
come
but
they
ain't
ready
for
combat
We
the
pest
control
sprayin'
every
crack
Clap
black
wit
black
mags
& black
Mack's
They
don't
really
wanna
see
the
whole
click
do
that.
(Nigga
who
that?)
I
thought
you
hatin'
niggas
knew
the
slow
loud
& bangin'
Be
makin'
a
nigga
move
back
really
not
a
koo
kat
I
stay
ready
for
war,
Lil'
B
the
G
nigga
that
will
rush
your
car
Before
I
break
your
jaw,
like
I
break
the
law
Niggas
on
the
streets
know
we
untamed
& raw
I'm
down
to
get
down
for
my
cousin
Trae,
Lil'
Boss
Hawg
& my
Nigga
Jay...
ton
Leavin'
a
hater
flat
wit
a
brace
on
We
be
the
niggas
that
rollin'
tall,
nothin'
but
chrome
I'm
a
renegade
never
perpetrate
Niggas
hate
but
like
Boss
I'm
a
scrape
the
plate
Congratulate
a
nigga
we?
We
can
go
to
war
nigga
just
pick
a
date
I'll
be
the
nigga
that
bust
& don't
give
a
fuck
Leave
'em
stuck
wit
Mack
hollows
all
up
in
your
truck
Niggas
duck
when
shots
buck
don't
push
your
luck
'Cause
we
the
niggas
on
& make
'em
give
it
up.
[Chorus:
Bill
Cook]
These
niggas
better
Stay
Out
My
Way.
(Stay
Out
My
Way)
Claimin'
you
wanna
go
to
war,
pick
out
your
day.
(Pick
out
yo'
day)
Scandalizin'
my
name,
haters
we
gon'
play.
(We
gon'
play
oh
whoa)
Even
fuckin'
slow
loud
& bangin'
roaches
will
get
sprayed.
These
niggas
better
Stay
Out
My
Way.
(Stay
Out
My
Way)
Claimin'
you
wanna
go
to
war,
pick
out
your
day.
(Oh
scandalizin'
my
name
yeah)
Scandalizin'
my
name,
haters
we
gon'
play.
(Can't
you
see
we
gon'
play?)
Even
fuckin'
slow
loud
& bangin'
roaches
will
get
sprayed.
(You
will
get
Sprayed
yeah)
[Verse
2:
Lil'
Boss]
Too
many
niggas
be
out
fakin'
the
funk
Fuckin'
around
wit
Boss
you
won't
make
it
to
the
trunk
Hit
a
nigga
upside
his
head
wit
him
a
couple
of
lumps
And
jack
slugs
in
the
lac
wit
a
couple
of
humps
CAUSE!
I
be
the
person
to
get
you
for
your
weight
I
be
the
nigga
risin'
up
at
the
wait
Lettin'
another
.44
slug
up
in
your
face
Have
a
nigga
dodgin'
the
game,
like
he
was
Mase
Laws
come
wit
me
they
gon'
have
to
give
a
chase
'Cause
I
ain't
the
nigga
that
be
catchin'
a
case
I
be
the
nigga
Scrapin'
the
plate,
shakin'
the
fake,
bakin'
the
cake
Droppin'
the
front.
makin
a
break
Wrappin'
a
pistol
grip
I'm
finsta
trip
And
slot
slugs
shootin'
a
nigga
wit
out
missin'
a
grip
I
don't
miss
the
blood
I
don't
miss
the
crip
And
the
other
shit,
maabin'
gangsta
shit
And
my
khakis
saggin'
& my
classic
rag
Don't
mean
to
boast
or
don't
mean
to
brag
Since
down
wit
S.L.A.B.
I
been
actin'
bad
Haters
get
a
.44
bag
wit
toe
tag
Just
bought
a
cold
coat
for
my
throwback
Big
bow
laces
& a
new
rag
Some
these
niggas
be
actin'
like
fags
Them
not
gangstas
them
niggas
trash.
[Verse
3:
Jay-Ton]
So
I'm
a
Mack,
I'm
a
G
& I
ain't
playin'
no
games
Piss
me
off
& I'll
be
takin'
my
aim
Jay-ton,
fresh
out
the
gates,
untamed
Off
the
chain
when
I'm
swangin'
in
the
drop
frame
I
know
these
niggas
better
get
outta
my
lane
Fuck
wit
me
nigga
you
outta
yo'
brain
You
don't
wanna
see
me?
the
G
thing
Quick
as
hell
wit
it
to
give
a
nigga
pain
Damn
there
must
be
haters
in
the
place
You
the
raid
I'm
gonna
spray
a
nigga
face
Fuck
the
law
I'm
finna
get
another
case
And
your
the
one
doin'
the
8 month
stay
And
I
hop
off
swole
when
I'm
hoppin'
off
the
weights
Run
up
on
a
nigga
hittin'
hard
like
fraits
Slugs
make
a
nigga
do
the
Harlem
shake
Sticks
& stones
make
a
nigga
bones
break
Damn,
thuggin'
ain't
easy
baby
Pull
up
on
the
block
in
a
black
mercedes
Fuckin'
nigga
talkin'
'about
tryin'
to
fade
me
Niggas
talk
close
shit
on
the
daily
Run
up
on
me
I'm
a
whoop
a
nigga
ass
Piss
get
deep
a
nigga
ready
to
blast
Smash
the
gas
& catch
all
in
yo'
ass
I'm
'about
take
a
muthafuckin'
ghetto
pass.
Oh
oh
oh...
Stay
Out
My
Way
Oh
Pick
out
yo'
day
We
gon'
play
oh.
Stay
Out
My
Way
Oh
Pick
out
yo'
day
We
gon'
play
oh.
Yeah.
[Verse
4:
Trae]
There's
been
alot
of
shit
on
my
mind
from
back
in
the
game
I'm
a
asshole
& a
never
inaccurate
aim
When
I
pull
up
& hoppin'
outta
wide
body
frame
Eveybody
& they
mama
better
hop
up
outta
my
range
I
ain't
never
been
a
nigga
from
a
small
town
Get
the
white
chalk
I'm
a
show
'em
how
to?
If
they
stood
up
I'm
a
knock
a
nigga
jaw
out
That
will
teach
a
nigga
'about
comin'
around
the
wrong
route
Hit
the
block
in
a
drop
top
wit
the
lights
off
Wit
a
shotgun
Then
I
knock
a
nigga
lights
out
Finna
I
bop
& weave
& hit
him
wit
a
right
cross
Be
next
to
see
your
nigga
gettin'
hauled
off
I'm
the
nigga
that
be
runnin'
the
block
&?
Yo
niggas
know
what
I
got
a
17
shot
wit
a
glock
& a
mask
on
Wit
a
clip
that
make
a
nigga
get
his
ass
owned
Shit.
Why
they
wanna
get
me
started?
Everybody
know
I'm
already
retarded
With
a
attitude
to
prove
that
I'm
the
hardest
artist
I'm
shuttin'
everything
down
regardless
Slow
Loud
& Bangin'
I'm
a
rep
for
ever
Comin'
together
for
the
cheddar
& we
'about
whatever
Talkin'
down
on
us
you
better
get
it
together
South
click
finna
get
a
bitch
nigga
vendetta.
[Chorus:
Bill
Cook]
These
niggas
better
Stay
Out
My
Way.
(Stay
Out
My
Way)
Claimin'
you
wanna
go
to
war,
pick
out
your
day.
(Pick
out
yo'
day)
Scandalizin'
my
name,
haters
we
gon'
play.
(We
gon'
play
oh
whoa)
Even
fuckin'
slow
loud
& bangin'
roaches
will
get
sprayed.
These
niggas
better
Stay
Out
My
Way.
(Stay
Out
My
Way)
Claimin'
you
wanna
go
to
war,
pick
out
your
day.
(Oh
scandalizin'
my
name
yeah)
Scandalizin'
my
name,
haters
we
gon'
play.
(Can't
you
see
we
gon'
play?)
Even
fuckin'
slow
loud
& bangin'
roaches
will
get
sprayed.
(You
will
get
Sprayed
yeah)
[Breakdown:
Bill
Cook]
We
we
we
gon'
play
If
you
wanna
go
to
war
pick
out
yo'
day
Hey
these
niggas
better
stay
out
my
way
Slow
loud
& bangin'
Slow
slow
loud
& bangin'
in
yo'
ear
oh
whoa
Quit
scandalizin'
my
name.
Can't
you
see
we
gon'
play?
Stay
Out
My
Way.
['til
fade]
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