Lyrics Out My Way - T-Rock

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