ABN - Umm Hmm lyrics

[Chorus: Z-Ro] Umm Hmm, Uh Uh Umm Hmm, Uh Huh Umm Hmm, Uh Uh Umm Hmm, Uh Huh Umm Hmm. [Verse 1: Trae] Yeah anybody gotta problem with the king of the streets Tell 'em bring it to the hood I ain't never left I still got the same weave & bob game posted up (Umm Hmm) I'm in the ghetto like Joseph Wayne, I'm in the gutter like cooked up 'caine I'm from the block where they take they claim & fore they yell out they name they throws it up Draped in all black, fresh out of Johnny & the sh** that I'm on got 'em callin' me a Rock star Yeah I got alot of Heavy Metal sittin' under my seat (Umm Hmm) Low key when I'm at it late night, but they wanna see you dead'fore they see the day light One wrong move'll get ya whole body covered up in a sheet (Umm Hmm) I'm a hundred percent real, nothin' here fake I done been in everything and ain't nothin' here break In a zone everybody better try to get up out of my way (Umm Hmm) I'm a G - A - N - G - S - T - A, a**hole By Nature - The truth is known as Trae A H - Town, Hood type version - N.W.A. (Umm Hmm) Muthaf**er. [Chorus: Z-Ro] Umm Hmm, Uh Uh Umm Hmm, Uh Huh Umm Hmm, Uh Uh Umm Hmm, Uh Huh Umm Hmm. [Verse 2: Z-Ro] Who in the hell let the gate open? That's what they gon be screamin' when I come around the corner with the trigger held back Make a muthaf**er do a full gana. Where he standin' at? That's where he landin' at. (Umm Hmm) I'm a muthaf**er ain't I? Plus I'm a son of gun I'm one of the ones everybody don't bother 'Cause when it get gangsta mayne, I get to doin' gangsta things (Umm Hmm) Go to sleep & wake up with my weapon, my enemies must be deleted I'm harder then the concrete, Screwed Up Click for life Disrespect us we gon' shoot up sh** tonight (Umm Hmm) I'm a mad man k**er, shoot a muthaf**er then go put 'em in the river Sometimes I feel like my hands where givin' to me to slap all the taste buds out your mouth (Umm Hmm) And Uh I roll up and down South, Posted up on Martin Luther King boulevard Up in the shift channel to Homestead and down Gulf Bank 1st, 2nd, 3rd, Ward, 5th Ward (Umm Hmm) I'm young but I'm old school like Corduroy & when I get pissed I'll make the whole city take a time out Z-Ro ain't Baby Face my music'll break your face. (Umm Hmm) [Chorus: Z-Ro] Umm Hmm, Uh Uh Umm Hmm, Uh Huh Umm Hmm, Uh Uh Umm Hmm, Uh Huh Umm Hmm. [Verse 3: Z-Ro] Suppose to be down with me, but you stole from me The record label still ain't come up with my money Baby mama talkin bout filin' child support Aight b**h see yo' a** in court (Umm Hmm) Everybody wanna see me flop if I fall off they smile if I come up they can't stand it They been tryin' to get a n***a for 11 years, but I'm a soldier still standin' god damn it (Umm Hmm) If you gotta tell somebody you runnin' sh** then you really ain't runnin' sh** 'Cause if you were runnin' sh** my n***a you would be runnin' sh** Not bumpin' your gums & sh**... Muthaf**er b**h. [Verse 4: Trae] Understand that I ain't to be f**ed with, I'm legendary in the bottom of the south And I gotta about a thousand goons I might send your route (Umm Hmm) And It Is What It Is with me I'm on that duct tape wrappin' sh** And out the gate I'll slap ya sh** & to the n***as in your click & yo' home (Umm Hmm) I can make a hoe drop today, empty the clip non stop today And that's corteousy of the new gun I copped today & then I'm gone. (Umm Hmm) [Chorus: Z-Ro] ['Til End] Umm Hmm, Uh Uh Umm Hmm, Uh Huh Umm Hmm, Uh Uh Umm Hmm, Uh Huh Umm Hmm.