(Intro: Trae tha Truth)
Yeah you already know, this Trae mayn
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin'
Doing my motherfucking thang, feel what I'm saying
This here, for my motherfucking gangstas
My Crips my Bloods my folks, thugs
Whatever the fuck, you wanna call it
We gon get this bitch wired up
Get to slapping the shit, out somebody

[Verse 1: Trae tha Truth]
I come around the corner, like Jordan in '87
Bailing on 23 inches, and holding for all my felons
Me and lil' bro, been the heat of the West
I got these niggas off the chain, cause I'm the Truth of the West
With a black on black, in back of the back of it with they scope
24 plus strap, cause these niggas know how it go
You see this year I got the music, that'll go get these niggas fired and wired up
Whooping niggas for days, and they ain't chunking they side up
Have these niggas on Anthem, about to start em a riot up
Loading and busting some'ing, that'll be fucking your hide up
My drop be dyed up, the same color as Hoovers
With a houpe a couple cars behind, with gorillas packing rugers
I know these bitches wanna stop us, but I fly right past em
With the left dropped and the right cocked, jamming that S.L.A.B. "The Anthem"
They been waiting so I'ma grant tem, with Z-Ro in a Phantom
This here be Assholes bitch, and we can click on the random
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