(feat. Rocko)[Hook x2: Rocko]S.L.A.B. beating down your blockYour little mama's on my jockShe put my c.d. onJealous niggas started hating my song[Trae]Everyday I made with black gun onA nigga be plexing, living on my dayComing up out of the corner with a 4-4And a mouth piece, trying to get richIf you thinking you better than usHalf of you cats don't be fucking with usIt'd be best to be sticking on huntsBefore that glock 4 ready to bustLil' Trae the young gunKeeping these fake niggas on the runWe just hooked up with the young gunAll work no play ain't no time for funWe some of the best at what we doRespect the game, and the game respect youYou gotta crawl, before you learn how to walkFor real, its all about paying duesYou gotta make that change, get on your grindAnd stack your change, get the fuck out of my mixTalking down on my name, to a bitch for fameI'm telling you like it is, when I'm spitting my shitThey be liking this, all the hoes on the blockThey be rocking this, like ke eping a nigga the hostSteady jocking to this, so none of you hatas can stop this[Hook x2][Z-Ro]Jealous ass niggas started hating my songYour bitch ain't never met me, but my music puts her in the zoneZ-Ro Vs. the World, and King of Da GhettoShe cuts the music up on max, and go to wiggly like jelloBitch ass boy, press and eject and chuck in my c.d.But she ain't mad, cause she know she can come and get one from meNiggas be talking down on me, the hoes trying to get some bed playMust think I'm a pretender, ain't nothing pretend about this rent rateSometimes I pull up on a block, on the other side of townNiggas be mugging when I slide by, but they don't ever make a soundUntil they get with hoes (cover blown), hater you been spottedI was a hoe before you get your woman, told y'all about it[Hook x2][Dougie D]Well look here, I already peeped the hater-ationBut that's suspect, from these be on the square mindedMentality having asses, son of a bitch don't lie to meHey now diggers don't bother me, you one of them sameMotherfuckers that be in the club, talking bout you in my FerrariTrying to get in free, nigga with a paid I duesAin't nobody fin to gangsta you, gotta get up, get out and go get itGet off you ass, and handle all of your businessI'ma ride for the chedda, I'ma slide for the chedda, get down for the cheddaConstantly we gon mob for the chedda, gripping the roundsI know time fin to let us, Dougie D, Trae and the S.L.A.B. familyFin to wreck up to you hoes, like you needSipping you motherfuckers is what you needSome of you motherfuckers'll hate on meSmile in my face, talk down behind my backBut that's all good, cause I know where your nuts atI'm gon scoop your gal, and fuck her off this trackHow you brothers gon hate now
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(feat. Rocko)[Hook x2: Rocko]S.L.A.B. beating down your blockYour little mama's on my jockShe put my c.d. onJealous niggas started hating my song[Trae]Everyday I made with black gun onA nigga be plexing, living on my dayComing up out of the corner with a 4-4And a mouth piece, trying to get richIf you thinking you better than usHalf of you cats don't be fucking with usIt'd be best to be sticking on huntsBefore that glock 4 ready to bustLil' Trae the young gunKeeping these fake niggas on the runWe just hooked up with the young gunAll work no play ain't no time for funWe some of the best at what we doRespect the game, and the game respect youYou gotta crawl, before you learn how to walkFor real, its all about paying duesYou gotta make that change, get on your grindAnd stack your change, get the fuck out of my mixTalking down on my name, to a bitch for fameI'm telling you like it is, when I'm spitting my shitThey be liking this, all the hoes on the blockThey be rocking this, like ke eping a nigga the hostSteady jocking to this, so none of you hatas can stop this[Hook x2][Z-Ro]Jealous ass niggas started hating my songYour bitch ain't never met me, but my music puts her in the zoneZ-Ro Vs. the World, and King of Da GhettoShe cuts the music up on max, and go to wiggly like jelloBitch ass boy, press and eject and chuck in my c.d.But she ain't mad, cause she know she can come and get one from meNiggas be talking down on me, the hoes trying to get some bed playMust think I'm a pretender, ain't nothing pretend about this rent rateSometimes I pull up on a block, on the other side of townNiggas be mugging when I slide by, but they don't ever make a soundUntil they get with hoes (cover blown), hater you been spottedI was a hoe before you get your woman, told y'all about it[Hook x2][Dougie D]Well look here, I already peeped the hater-ationBut that's suspect, from these be on the square mindedMentality having asses, son of a bitch don't lie to meHey now diggers don't bother me, you one of them sameMotherfuckers that be in the club, talking bout you in my FerrariTrying to get in free, nigga with a paid I duesAin't nobody fin to gangsta you, gotta get up, get out and go get itGet off you ass, and handle all of your businessI'ma ride for the chedda, I'ma slide for the chedda, get down for the cheddaConstantly we gon mob for the chedda, gripping the roundsI know time fin to let us, Dougie D, Trae and the S.L.A.B. familyFin to wreck up to you hoes, like you needSipping you motherfuckers is what you needSome of you motherfuckers'll hate on meSmile in my face, talk down behind my backBut that's all good, cause I know where your nuts atI'm gon scoop your gal, and fuck her off this trackHow you brothers gon hate now
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