I understand why you hate me Cuzz I'm on the radio and on the T. And your baby mama wont stop callin my phone Stop callin my phone A couple of grillin bids in my past Cuzz I got caught up in the game Now it's , dollars later And 18 grand everytime I picc up my telephone Verse 2: All you hoes still get no love All you can get is a "fucc you" Get mad if you want to Kiss my blacc ass All you hoes still get no love All you can get is a "fucc you" Get mad if you want to Kiss my blacc ass Too many years I'd done payed the price I aint got no time for no more drama in my life Day after day I'm still grindin hoes If I aint grindin for nobody else, I'm grindin for Ro Dats why there's diamonds on my hand And swangers on the caravan Imma asshole by nature I thought I told yall deep down south We don't play Cuzz nigga I'm gon spray every1 of yall Piss me off n imma murder every1 of yall I'm gon let the top down With my favorite screw tape bangin Betta roll cruise control as the cigarello blows Cell phone ringing, traffic light changin Chorus: All you hoes still get no love All you can get is a "fucc you" Get mad if you want to Kiss my blacc ass All you hoes still get no love All you can get is a "fucc you" Get mad if you want to Kiss my blacc ass.
"Assholes By Nature" lyrics
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Now see, the definition of a real nigga Is about it, in this motherfucking song right here You know, it took two real niggaz to collab And make some motherfucking shit happen, man It's your boy Yung Joc, you know, Block Entertainment And my motherfucking nigga Trae, asshole by nature Ay, Trae, tell me what you is nigga [Trae] I'm a gangsta to the end, riding for the set Black Chevrolet, with the paint still wet J's on my toes, locs on my eyes Crawling on fours, every time I slide by Nothing less than the truth, on the streets of the South Hos on my swag 'cause the diamonds in my mouth But I move low key, posted in the trap Raw with the rap, to put my hood on the map I'm a do this one for H. I'm gon' live through the rest of the click, that's real talk [Chorus] Hop out on the block, like I'm still hitting stangs Platinum in the hood, so they tend to know my name Yellow VS-1's, got me switching up the game Might hop fly, top dropping like the rain Hoes talk down, Trae never get mad Niggaz old school, still jacking my swag' Y'all concerned about a playa, since the day of my birth Grab a couple mill, and I can show you what I'm worth Sitting so low, every time I come down Trunk just popped, so I'm showing my surround 84's got me tipping, so low to the ground Still hitting licks, moving off the Greyhound Watching for the laws, I ain't fucking with the time Bitch I'm in my prime, ain't no stopping my shine I advise, that they lead the truth to the throne If you say I ain't the realest, say bitch you dead wrong [Chorus].
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Trae Tha Truth] Asshole to society, navigating this Chevy I'm just tryna pull up and hit 'em with something heavy Tryna Kevin Hart me a nigga, he wasn't ready Bullets got him doing the Wap, like he was Fetty God fearing gangsta, nigga, don't get it twisted Bitch, I been the king of the streets, you couldn't miss it Tryna see my powers, don't worry, it wasn't listed One shot, all on the line, you better risk it Bet yo bitch do, when I pull thru Yeah, she a monster with the head, I'm tryna fuck her too And when I finish, I get out and jump in something new A bunch of pussy niggas hating, so I'm never through I hit up 'Ton and Don The Boss, what's cracking with it? Streets looking kinda lost, so I'm back to get it Slab sailing thru the South and I was captain in it I keep a trap full of work, you think a staff was in it [Hook] The devil working so I pray Cause what I'm holding, I'ma spray I don't wanna die today Too many niggas acting gay And I don't got no time to play The squad I got is on the way [Verse Two: Jay'Ton] Asshole By Nature is the definition Niggas playing games, got my full attention Send goons at noon, on an expedition Have 'em shooting tunes out that Expedition With the full extension, respect the game I'm talking bird for bird, they underneath the plane Talking check for check, I never need the fame Drop cocaina, never seen a stain Whole team in the ghetto Codeine, kush, I'm a fiend in the ghetto Hustle got a nigga living dreams in the ghetto Bitch, I'm in the hood, you never seen in the ghetto Look, fuck nigga, jump fly and I'ma pull up Seven six-two's go to flying, get you put up Ten toes down, everyday a nigga stood up Now I'm at the crib, one deep, with my foot up [Hook] The devil working so I pray Cause what I'm holding, I'ma spray I don't wanna die today Too many niggas acting gay And I don't got no time to play The squad I got is on the way [Verse Three: Trae Tha Truth] When it come to the streets, every nigga gotta see me Everything I do a movie, shoulda been on TV Go to playing tough, homicide, call the PD Chopper hit ya whip, get ya spinned, like a CD Riding for my niggas in the cell, 'til they be free Playing with the keys like a Mac or a PC Swear a nigga hustle got the world tryna be me Niggas out here tryna be the man, but I be he Money resonated over waters for me and my team Way I got it Coming To America, call me Hakeem You don't see my hustle something serious, get ya Visine Ya gal recognize it, that's probably why she gon' try things Yeah, I pull up in fly things, it ain't no way to stop that The hood is where I rock at Trip and get ya popped at Asshole sailing this ship, like "where the dock at?