Текст песни Trae f Lil B, Jayton, Lil` Boss, Billy C - Stay Out My Way
Trae f Lil B, Jayton, Lil` Boss, Billy C - Stay Out My Way слова песни
[Verse One: Lil B]We back killin roaches and ratsLike bugs these niggaz skatFrom a trap I come but they ain`t ready for combatWe the pest control spraying every crackClap black wit black mags and black macksThey don`t really wanna see the whole click do that (nigga who dat?)I thought you hatin niggaz knew the slow loud and banginBe makin a nigga move back really not a koo katI stay ready for war, Lil` B the G nigga that will rush ya carBefore I break ya jaw, like I break the lawNiggaz on the street know we untamed and rawI`m down to get down for my cousin Trae, Lil Boss Hawg and my Nigga Jay....tonLeavin a hater flat wit a brace onWe be the niggaz that rollin tall, nothin but chromeI`m a renegade never perpertrateNiggaz hate but like Boss I`m a scrape the plateCongragulate a nigga we ????We can go to war nigga jus pick a dateI`ll be the nigga that bust and don`t give a fuckLeave `em stuck wit mack hollows all up in ya truckNiggaz duck when shots buck don`t push ya luckCause we the niggaz on and make `em give it up[Chorus: Billy Cook]These niggaz better stay out my way (stay out my wayyyyyyy)Claimin ya wanna go to war, pick out ya day (pick out yo day)Scandalizin my name, hataz we gon play (wwweeeee gggoooonnn pllllaaaayyyy ooohhhh whhhooooaaa)Slow loud and bangin, roaches will get sprayedThese niggaz better stay out my way (stay out my wayyyyyyy)Claimin ya wanna go to war, pick out ya day (ooohhhh scandalliizzzinn my name yyyeeeaa)Scandalizin my name, hataz we gon play (cant you see we gon pplllaaaaaayyyy)Slow loud and bangin, roaches will get sprayed (you will get Sprayed yeeeaaaa)[Verse Two: Lil` Boss]Too many niggaz be out fakin the funkFuckin around wit Boss you won`t make it to the trunkHit a nigga upside his head wit him a cpouple of lumpsAnd jack slugs in the lac wit a couple of humps CAUSE!I be the person, get ya for ya weightI be the nigga risin up at the waitLettin another 44 slug up in ya faceHave a nigga dodgin the game, like he was MaseLaws come wit me they gon have to give a chaseCause I ain`t the nigga that be catchin a caseI be the niggaScrapin the plate, shakin the fake, bakin the cakeDroppin the front. makin a breakWrappin a pistol grip I`m finsta tripAnd slot slugs shootin a nigga wit out missin a gripI don`t miss the blood I don`t miss the cripAnd the other shit, maabin gangsta shitAnd my khakis saggin and my classic ragDont mean to boast or don`t mean to bragSince down wit S.L.A.B I been actin badHataz get a .44 bag wit toe tagJus bought a cold coat for my throwbackBig bow laces and a new ragSome these niggaz be actin like fagsThem not gangstas them niggaz trash[Verse Three: Jay-Ton]So I`m a mack, I`m a g and I ain`t playin no gamesPiss me off and I`ll be takin my aimJay-ton, fresh out the gates, untamedOff the chain when I`m swangin in the drop frameI know these niggaz better get outta my laneFuck wit me nigga you outta yo brainYou don`t wanna see me ???? the g thangQuick as hell wit it to give a nigga painDamn there must be haterz in the placeYou the raid I`m gonna spray a nigga faceFuck the law I`m finna get another caseAnd youre the one doin the 8 month stayAnd I hop off swole when I`m hoppin off the weightsRun up on a nigga hittin hard like fraitsSlugs make a nigga do the harlem shakeSticks and stones make a nigga bones breakDAMN thuggin ain`t easy babyPull up on the block in a black mercedesFuckin nigga talkin bout tryna fade meNiggaz talk close shit on the dailyRun up on me I`m a whoop a nigga ass???? get deep a nigga ready to blastSmash the gas and catch all in yo assI`m bout take a muthafuckin ghetto pass[Chorus Two][Billy Cook]2xOhhhhh ohhhhh ohhhhhhhhhStay Out My Waaaayyyyyohhhh Pick out yo daaaayyyWe gon plaaaayyy ohhhhhyeeeaaa[Verse Four: Trae]Theres been a lot of shit on my mind from back in the gameI`m a asshole and a never inaccurate aimWhen I pull up and hoppin outta wide body frameEveybody and they momma better hop up outta my rangeI ain`t never been a nigga from a small townGet the white chalkIma show `em how to ???If they stood Ima knock a nigga jaw outThat will teach a nigga bout coming around the wrong routeHit the block in a drop top wit the lights offWit a shotgunThen I knock a nigga lights outFinna I bop and weave and hit him wit a right crossBe next to see ya nigga gettin hauled offI`m the nigga that be runnin the block and ???Yo niggaz know what I got a 17 shot wit a glock and a mask onWit a clip that make a nigga get his ass ownedSHIT why they wanna get me startedEverybody know that I`m already retardedWith a attitude to prove that I`m the hardest artistI`m shuttin everythang down regardlessSlow Loud and Bangin Ima rep for everComin together for the chedder and we bout whateverTalkin donw on us you better get it togetherSouth click finna get a btich nigga vendetta[Chorus One][BreakDown: Billy Cook]Weee weee weee gon playIf you wanna go to war pick out yo dayheeeeyyy these niggaz better stay out my waySlow loud and banginSlow slow loud and bangin in yo eaaaarrrr oohhh whhhhoooowwwwQuit scandalizin my nammmmeeeeeeCant you see we goonnn plaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyStay out my way**till fade***