Chorus: Billy Cook] These niggaz better stay out my way (stay out my wayyyyyyy) Claimin ya wanna go to war, pick out ya day (pick out yo day) Scandalizin my
sad homie Y'all know trae got my back He gon' look out for my people God leave me not in temptation Deliver me from evil And if it's my time, I'm ready
year I pimp my pen, and I get my point clear Why niggas wanna talk down, I don't know Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the 4 With my 4-4 on my side,
gon ride out (ride out), slide out (slide out), ride out (ride out), know I'm saying. You gotta do it right when you do the ride out. Yeah nigga, 2K3
hop out, and surprise on niggas Fiending to pull another homicide, on niggas So I keep my enemies close, and my eyes on niggas [Z-Ro] I keep my eyes
niggas, and disguise on niggas Glock cocked we hop out, and surprise on niggas You in danger, I've never been a stranger to homicide Cause in my hood, we kill eachother just to stay
on You said, my heart in the light motherfucker, we gon represent my nigga Put the deuce up by the roof, yelling out what it do for you my nigga Wrecking
I'm still in pursuit of my change I done been through a group, and a solo tape Trying to stay out the kitchen, and cook no mo' cakes Can't stay on no
Brought me back to reality, my sanity's now insane I be busting for nothing homie, I'm addicted to shots Blame my hood, cause that's just the way it is on my
I get Cause I never walk into another man's house And tell him what I think about the way he live I done a little dirt on my own And I won't throw stones
stones, ballin like I'm Kobe when I rep the west Bitches out here hopin for a trick, my pockets out of use I keep it G, like my nigga Chris and hit em
niggas stay the fuck up out my way I'm a true OG, you can quote what I say I'm an H-town nigga from around the way Southside, Ridin' Dirty like I'm UGK
. out S.U.C Bitch niggaz better beat they feet, ain't no way you finna fuck with me Ain't no way you finna fuck with Boss, ain't no way you finna fuck
feeling sad homie y'all know trae got my back he gon' look out for my people God leave me not in temptation deliver me from evil and if it's my time,
K's Cheverolet's on top of blades All of us got throw aways Bustin' out the Escalade Bustin' out the Escalade Bust-bustin' out the Escalade Bustin' out
do my scrape plate Sitting high on 24's, and my cuttly's to a rose See nothing but gray smoke, when I open up my dows No need to say mo, real G's get
thru nigga (YEAAH) my county is orange my strap is black my flags da same my donk's da same color as flame iss no secret i used to serve out my residence
