Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Out My Way, artist - T-Rock. Album song Unsung Vol, 4, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 30.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Blue Pie
Song language: English
Out My Way |
Hey, Aye, Imma roll my weed |
Hit that take it to the face, I done had a long day |
Aye, If I’m pissed, get the fuck out my way |
Fuck up out my way (x8) |
We the killers in the place hey |
Y’all want none, real brain at where your stay, let the ammo spray |
Aye, You’d better get down, or get the fuck out my way |
Fuck up out my way (x8) |
Hey, Aye, Imma roll my weed |
Hit that take it to the face, I done had a long day |
Aye, If I’m pissed, get the fuck out my way |
Hey, we the killers in the place |
Hey, Y’all want none, real brain at where ya stay, let the ammo spray |
Aye, You’d better get down, or get the fuck out my way |
Fuck up out my way |
We about to kick ass today, cross me and trick ass will pay |
Mid last to K, fuckin' with me and my crew with killers, Imma realla give your |
bitch ass away |
Respect is do what the man asks, I’ll body a nigga like he was sniffing anthrax |
Try to play a pimp, like a pussy, you pussy motherfucker I’ll play you period |
like a tampax |
I ransacked your fortress, burned the bitch down with torches |
Sucka nigga think he a player I will murder you and your partna be gotcha sited |
me suited me up in corporate |
Im deep behind them Ray Bands, I got a black mans persona |
I’ll pop the trunk, get the K man, cause all bullshit like commas |
I’m Obama bitch, I ain’t havin it, I got a army of savages |
I’m the president of this Rock Solid Mafia is my cabinet |
Yall suck a nigga, supa killa, behind but your twitter but you know a real |
niggas ain’t havin it |
When the beef kick off, when the blows get down, you will leave nigga should |
call paralysis |
Hey, Aye, I’m gonna roll my weed hit that take it to the face |
I had a long day |
Aye, If I’m pissed, get the fuck out my way |
Fuck up out my way (x8) |
We the killers in the place |
Hey, Y’all want none, real brain at where ya stay, let the ammo spray |
Aye, You’d better get down, or get the fuck out my way |
Fuck up out my way (x8) |
Look look |
If a nigga test I react, blowin shit up like a Jedi attack |
It ain’t nothin from me to react when the tennessies of a killer who will blow |
your fuckin chest out your back |
Anybody can get it, I’ll tell em be ready, my niggas warmin' up in the chevy |
with semi’s and mac’s |
In a full circle, wanna get visible, I got a Gladiator from backswing with deny |
your bets |
Fuck yall mean when yall say Im local I’ve been all since the beggining |
Charlie Sheen ain’t got shit on me, bitch Im independent and winning |
Im in the class and yall stop comparing me to these rappers dressing like women |
I bless the chrome and leave and they all in blood with no |
Everybody got their opinion on who the best in the buisness and that shit don’t |
made me now |
Half of them niggas won’t even get the big one hit one of us niggas wanna say |
he high |
Bitch please you loco Im at the peak of my mojo |
And them niggas yall said the competition them bitches ain’t were promos |
I’m politicin with the politicions on a mission out the get more dope |
If rap niggas is not kickin nigga never forget to get a kick out of my dojo |
Spit gangsta shit for nigga water wippin on a black too up with a 44 |
And that pimp shit cuz I got the game and leave anything you at your home |