as*h*le By Nature lyrics

by

Z-Ro


[Trae]
I'm a as*h*le n*gga, 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 n*ggas hating, on the sh*t that I'm bringing
But f*ck what you talk, Guerilla n*ggas 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 b*tch 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 f*ck 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 b*tch ass n*ggas, 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 sh*t
I gotta tell it like it is, and I ain't holding back a thang
So if they ever hear the name, then b*tch I guess I'll be to blame
Only thing I got to claim, is my balls and my word
Disrespect, and watch how n*ggas run your head to the curb
I'm a Mobster, looking for the worst of thangs
Retaliation is a must, for all my n*ggas in pain
Z-Ro, I tried to chill but they got me wired up
And all these n*ggas leaching your name, done got me fired up
These n*ggas 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 f*ck with the Maab
It's like we been against the world, since we left out the yard
And I don't trust, nan n*gga 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
sh*t 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 f*ck jail, and tell the judge suck my di*k f*ck probation
I'm a soldier, and only for the streets I ride
You b*tches 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 n*gga, so don't try to be cool
You don't wanna get involved, with that A.B.N. dude
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