Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Asshole By Nature, artist - Trae Tha Truth. Album song Same Thing Different Day, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grand hustle, Trae Tha Truth
Song language: English
Asshole By Nature |
I’m a asshole nigga, and I’m running the pack |
I advise that you clear the set, cause I’m about to attack |
It’s been a lot of niggaz hating, on the shit that I’m bringing |
But fuck what you talk, Guerilla niggaz perfect with aiming |
I’m bout to lean on the market, trying to leave me for dead |
Cause all that hopping fire with Trae, will get your bitch ass bled |
So everyday it be the same, it’s just me and my dogs |
Back then I couldn’t focus, I was blinded by the fog |
And Donnie I ain’t forgot you, ain’t a damn thang changed |
It’s SK to the death, I’m still repping the game |
So I’ma ride for the team, when I fuck up the game |
And now the whole Spring Branch, fin to respect the name |
And it hurt, when the judge said 1 to the 5 |
If they ever let you free, I hope I’ll still be alive |
Why these bitch ass niggaz, wanna see me a goner |
See I’ma swing from the heart, and slip they ass in a coma |
They don’t want it how I’ma give it, I mean what I say |
And I say what I mean, they bout to see me strapped with a beam |
And they don’t wanna get it gangsta, we can go with the fists |
And as soon as they drop the gun, I bet I get in they shit |
I gotta tell it like it is, and I ain’t holding back a thang |
So if they ever hear the name, then bitch I guess I’ll be to blame |
Only thing I got to claim, is my balls and my word |
Disrespect, and watch how niggaz run your head to the curb |
I’m a Mobster, looking for the worst of thangs |
Retaliation is a must, for all my niggaz in pain |
Z-Ro, I tried to chill but they got me wired up And all these niggaz leaching your name, done got me fired up These niggaz ain’t real, I swear to God that they hoes |
Let’s see how much they got to say, with a 4−4 to they nose |
I’m bout to bring it to the face, when they fuck with the Maab |
It’s like we been against the world, since we left out the yard |
And I don’t trust, nan nigga Ro The only reason they around, cause they know we gon blow |
But everything will be revealed, in a matter of time |
I’m constantly on a mission, until I’m laying em down |
I only ask for the Lord, to forgive me for my sins |
But everyday is the same thing, all over again |
Shit done built up in my chest, so now I gotta let it free |
Everybody and they mama, want me D-E-A-D |
That’s why my attitude done got me, with another reputation |
But fuck jail, and tell the judge suck my dick fuck probation |
I’m a soldier, and only for the streets I ride |
You bitches got my brother every hour, with 3−65 |
Everything is coming soon, so get ready for the war |
We gon come for the war, and I ain’t leaving with a scar |
Only way that I’ma leave, is if I’m in a pine box |
And you gon know that it be real, when you hear the nine shots |
Dear mama, I feel like your son is going for the edge |
They should of never let me wake up, on the wrong side of the bed |
And I got no understanding, cause this world is a trip |
And I don’t wanna be a victim, so I’m loading a clip |
Ready to mash like a lunatic, with my mug on And ain’t no need for me to rest, cause I’m in a slug zone |
It ain’t no fairy tale my nigga, so don’t try to be cool |
You don’t wanna get involved, with that A.B.N. |
dude |