| We back killin roaches and rats
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| Like bugs these niggaz skat
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| From a trap I come but they ain’t ready for combat
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| We the pest control spraying every crack
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| Clap black wit black mags and black macks
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| They don’t really wanna see the whole click do that (nigga who dat?)
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| I thought you hatin niggaz knew the slow loud and bangin
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| Be makin a nigga move back really not a koo kat
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| I stay ready for war, Lil’B the G nigga that will rush ya car
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| Before I break ya jaw, like I break the law
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| Niggaz on the street know we untamed and raw
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| I’m down to get down for my cousin Trae, Lil Boss Hawg and my Nigga Jay… ton
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| Leavin a hater flat wit a brace on We be the niggaz that rollin tall, nothin but chrome
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| I’m a renegade never perpertrate
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| Niggaz hate but like Boss I’m a scrape the plate
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| Congragulate a nigga we ???
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| We can go to war nigga jus pick a date
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| I’ll be the nigga that bust and don’t give a fuck
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| Leave 'em stuck wit mack hollows all up in ya truck
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| Niggaz duck when shots buck don’t push ya luck
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| Cause we the niggaz on and make 'em give it up These niggaz better stay out my way (stay out my wayyyyyyy)
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| Claimin ya wanna go to war, pick out ya day (pick out yo day)
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| Scandalizin my name, hataz we gon play (wwweeeee gggoooonnn pllllaaaayyyy
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| ooohhhh whhhooooaaa)
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| Slow loud and bangin, roaches will get sprayed
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| These niggaz better stay out my way (stay out my wayyyyyyy)
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| Claimin ya wanna go to war, pick out ya day (ooohhhh scandalliizzzinn my name
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| yyyeeeaa)
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| Scandalizin my name, hataz we gon play (cant you see we gon pplllaaaaaayyyy)
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| Slow loud and bangin, roaches will get sprayed (you will get Sprayed yeeeaaaa)
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| Too many niggaz be out fakin the funk
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| Fuckin around wit Boss you won’t make it to the trunk
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| Hit a nigga upside his head wit him a cpouple of lumps
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| And jack slugs in the lac wit a couple of humps CAUSE!
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| I be the person, get ya for ya weight
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| I be the nigga risin up at the wait
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| Lettin another 44 slug up in ya face
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| Have a nigga dodgin the game, like he was Mase
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| Laws come wit me they gon have to give a chase
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| Cause I ain’t the nigga that be catchin a case
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| I be the nigga
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| Scrapin the plate, shakin the fake, bakin the cake
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| Droppin the front. |
| makin a break
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| Wrappin a pistol grip I’m finsta trip
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| And slot slugs shootin a nigga wit out missin a grip
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| I don’t miss the blood I don’t miss the crip
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| And the other shit, maabin gangsta shit
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| And my khakis saggin and my classic rag
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| Dont mean to boast or don’t mean to brag
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| Since down wit S.L.A.B I been actin bad
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| Hataz get a .44 bag wit toe tag
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| Jus bought a cold coat for my throwback
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| Big bow laces and a new rag
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| Some these niggaz be actin like fags
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| Them not gangstas them niggaz trash
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| So I’m a mack, I’m a g and I ain’t playin no games
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| Piss me off and I’ll be takin my aim
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| Jay-ton, fresh out the gates, untamed
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| Off the chain when I’m swangin in the drop frame
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| I know these niggaz better get outta my lane
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| Fuck wit me nigga you outta yo brain
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| You don’t wanna see me ??? |
| the g thang
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| Quick as hell wit it to give a nigga pain
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| Damn there must be haterz in the place
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| You the raid I’m gonna spray a nigga face
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| Fuck the law I’m finna get another case
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| And youre the one doin the 8 month stay
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| And I hop off swole when I’m hoppin off the weights
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| Run up on a nigga hittin hard like fraits
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| Slugs make a nigga do the harlem shake
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| Sticks and stones make a nigga bones break
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| DAMN thuggin ain’t easy baby
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| Pull up on the block in a black mercedes
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| Fuckin nigga talkin bout tryna fade me Niggaz talk close shit on the daily
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| Run up on me I’m a whoop a nigga ass
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| ??? |
| get deep a nigga ready to blast
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| Smash the gas and catch all in yo ass
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| I’m bout take a muthafuckin ghetto pass
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| Ohhhhh ohhhhh ohhhhhhhhh
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| Stay Out My Waaaayyyyy
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| ohhhh Pick out yo daaaayyy
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| We gon plaaaayyy ohhhhh
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| yeeeaaa
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| Theres been a lot of shit on my mind from back in the game
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| I’m a asshole and a never inaccurate aim
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| When I pull up and hoppin outta wide body frame
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| Eveybody and they momma better hop up outta my range
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| I ain’t never been a nigga from a small town
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| Get the white chalk
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| Ima show 'em how to ???
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| If they stood Ima knock a nigga jaw out |
| That will teach a nigga bout coming around the wrong route
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| Hit the block in a drop top wit the lights off
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| Wit a shotgun
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| Then I knock a nigga lights out
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| Finna I bop and weave and hit him wit a right cross
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| Be next to see ya nigga gettin hauled off
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| I’m the nigga that be runnin the block and ???
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| Yo niggaz know what I got a 17 shot wit a glock and a mask on Wit a clip that make a nigga get his ass owned
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| SHIT why they wanna get me started
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| Everybody know that I’m already retarded
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| With a attitude to prove that I’m the hardest artist
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| I’m shuttin everythang down regardless
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| Slow Loud and Bangin Ima rep for ever
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| Comin together for the chedder and we bout whatever
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| Talkin donw on us you better get it together
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| South click finna get a btich nigga vendetta
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| Weee weee weee gon play
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| If you wanna go to war pick out yo day
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| heeeeyyy these niggaz better stay out my way
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| Slow loud and bangin
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| Slow slow loud and bangin in yo eaaaarrrr oohhh whhhhoooowwww
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| Quit scandalizin my nammmmeeeeee
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| Cant you see we goonnn plaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy
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| Stay out my way |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stay Out My Way , by - Trae Tha Truth. Song from the album Same Thing Different Day, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп