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(feat. Boss) ["What can I do" is repeated as a snippet to the beat throughout the song] [talking] Asshole By Nature I see you motherfuckers just determined to make a nigga get on y'all ass roach ass motherfuckers I don't know what to do with you beat up ass broke motherfuckers see us in the streets...... [Verse 1: Boss] What can I do to get these hoe ass niggaz out my mix I'm straight from the block tryna get a brick I ended up puttin shit down with the click now a bunch of niggaz out ridin my dick I'm a slide me a bitch, sit him in the 6 put zip lock then I'm a hide me a bitch no more pride for the bitch niggaz get mad cause I bang to the left, and plus I ride when I switch stickin to the G guide line, peep them from the side line Boss gotta big gat bitch I'm a hide mine got it ready to pop and put you on the high line from my hot nine thinkin I would never pull out and pop mine bitch it's the maab, ridin our dick must be your big job SongtexteI might serve every nigga standin in your squad got G's from over seas, and places apart you don't wanna fuck around put him in the middle of a 30-30 scope and I'm buckin him down 4 slugs hit e'm before he touchin' the ground I'm in love with my rounds, I be lovin the sound while I'm huggin four pounds, hoe made niggaz better move when I'm 'round before my face show a frown hittin niggaz up with that HGC and that 2-2-3 and I'm ditchin the town [Verse 2: Trae] Guess who the fuck-top back in the do' seperatin from the plex with a beam and a scope hop fly I'm a hit a nigga dead in his throat with a mac fully attack no force to let go might touch on a nigga like Shaq hit him in chest now he body rockin like Pat when he size up I'm a put his ass on his back have his bitch ass runnin to the trunk for the gat-where the haters at better yet nigga why bother, I'm a pain in the ass like Antonio Tarver ABN we opperate like the carter, and been G'd up since a nigga was starters North to the South, South back to the North East to the West let it go I set it off we the team of the H plus we run with the south Trae, Jayton, Z Ro the Crooked, and Lil'Boss hop in the L crank up ready to floss swoop through the block my frame ready-to-toss mouth piece gotta nigga bout to goin off cause my grill worth about 4 ki's in the south now what can I do about niggaz like these AK's to the chest will make them burn like trees forty-rounds out the clip will make them scat like fleas roach ass nothin type of niggaz gotta bleed ["What can I do" repeated 'til end] Aus Songtexte Mania