Trae - Stay Out My Way lyrics

(feat. Lil' B & Jayton & Lil' Boss & Bill Cook) [Verse 1: Lil' B] We back k**in' roaches & rats Like bugs these n***as skat From a trap I come but they ain't ready for combat We the pest control sprayin' every crack Clap black wit black mags & black Mack's They don't really wanna see the whole click do that. (n***a who that?) I thought you hatin' n***as knew the slow loud & bangin' Be makin' a n***a move back really not a koo kat I stay ready for war, Lil' B the G n***a that will rush your car Before I break your jaw, like I break the law n***as on the streets know we untamed & raw I'm down to get down for my cousin Trae, Lil' Boss Hawg & my n***a Jay....ton Leavin' a hater flat wit a brace on We be the n***as that rollin' tall, nothin' but chrome I'm a renegade never perpetrate n***as hate but like Boss I'm a scrape the plate Congratulate a n***a we???? We can go to war n***a just pick a date I'll be the n***a that bust & don't give a f** Leave 'em stuck wit Mack hollows all up in your truck n***as duck when shots buck don't push your luck 'Cause we the n***as on & make 'em give it up. [Chorus: Bill Cook] These n***as better Stay Out My Way. (Stay Out My Way) Claimin' you wanna go to war, pick out your day. (Pick out yo' day) Scandalizin' my name, haters we gon' play. (We gon' play oh whoa) Even f**in' slow loud & bangin' roaches will get sprayed. These n***as better Stay Out My Way. (Stay Out My Way) Claimin' you wanna go to war, pick out your day. (Oh scandalizin' my name yeah) Scandalizin' my name, haters we gon' play. (Can't you see we gon' play?) Even f**in' slow loud & bangin' roaches will get sprayed. (You will get Sprayed yeah) [Verse 2: Lil' Boss] Too many n***as be out fakin' the funk f**in' around wit Boss you won't make it to the trunk Hit a n***a upside his head wit him a couple of lumps And jack slugs in the lac wit a couple of humps CAUSE! I be the person to get you for your weight I be the n***a risin' up at the wait Lettin' another .44 slug up in your face Have a n***a dodgin' the game, like he was Mase Laws come wit me they gon' have to give a chase 'Cause I ain't the n***a that be catchin' a case I be the n***a Scrapin' the plate, shakin' the fake, bakin' the cake Droppin' the front. makin a break Wrappin' a pistol grip I'm finsta trip And slot slugs shootin' a n***a wit out missin' a grip I don't miss the blood I don't miss the crip And the other sh**, maabin' gangsta sh** And my khakis saggin' & my cla**ic rag Don't mean to boast or don't mean to brag Since down wit S.L.A.B. I been actin' bad Haters get a .44 bag wit toe tag Just bought a cold coat for my throwback Big bow laces & a new rag Some these n***as be actin' like f*gs Them not gangstas them n***as trash. [Verse 3: Jay-Ton] So I'm a Mack, I'm a G & I ain't playin' no games Piss me off & I'll be takin' my aim Jay-ton, fresh out the gates, untamed Off the chain when I'm swangin' in the drop frame I know these n***as better get outta my lane f** wit me n***a you outta yo' brain You don't wanna see me???? the G thing Quick as hell wit it to give a n***a pain Damn there must be haters in the place You the raid I'm gonna spray a n***a face f** the law I'm finna get another case And your the one doin' the 8 month stay And I hop off swole when I'm hoppin' off the weights Run up on a n***a hittin' hard like fraits Slugs make a n***a do the Harlem shake Sticks & stones make a n***a bones break Damn, thuggin' ain't easy baby Pull up on the block in a black mercedes f**in' n***a talkin' 'about tryin' to fade me n***as talk close sh** on the daily Run up on me I'm a whoop a n***a a** Piss get deep a n***a ready to blast Smash the gas & catch all in yo' a** I'm 'about take a muthaf**in' ghetto pa**. Oh oh oh... Stay Out My Way Oh Pick out yo' day We gon' play oh. Stay Out My Way Oh Pick out yo' day We gon' play oh. Yeah. [Verse 4: Trae] There's been alot of sh** on my mind from back in the game I'm a a**hole & a never inaccurate aim When I pull up & hoppin' outta wide body frame Eveybody & they mama better hop up outta my range I ain't never been a n***a from a small town Get the white chalk I'm a show 'em how to??? If they stood up I'm a knock a n***a jaw out That will teach a n***a 'about comin' around the wrong route Hit the block in a drop top wit the lights off Wit a shotgun Then I knock a n***a lights out Finna I bop & weave & hit him wit a right cross Be next to see your n***a gettin' hauled off I'm the n***a that be runnin' the block &??? Yo n***as know what I got a 17 shot wit a glock & a mask on Wit a clip that make a n***a get his a** owned sh**. Why they wanna get me started? Everybody know I'm already retarded With a attitude to prove that I'm the hardest artist I'm shuttin' everything down regardless Slow Loud & Bangin' I'm a rep for ever Comin' together for the cheddar & we 'about whatever Talkin' down on us you better get it together South click finna get a b**h n***a vendetta. [Chorus: Bill Cook] These n***as better Stay Out My Way. (Stay Out My Way) Claimin' you wanna go to war, pick out your day. (Pick out yo' day) Scandalizin' my name, haters we gon' play. (We gon' play oh whoa) Even f**in' slow loud & bangin' roaches will get sprayed. These n***as better Stay Out My Way. (Stay Out My Way) Claimin' you wanna go to war, pick out your day. (Oh scandalizin' my name yeah) Scandalizin' my name, haters we gon' play. (Can't you see we gon' play?) Even f**in' slow loud & bangin' roaches will get sprayed. (You will get Sprayed yeah) [Breakdown: Bill Cook] We we we gon' play If you wanna go to war pick out yo' day Hey these n***as better stay out my way Slow loud & bangin' Slow slow loud & bangin' in yo' ear oh whoa Quit scandalizin' my name. Can't you see we gon' play? Stay Out My Way. ['til fade]