(feat. Boss)

["What can I do" is repeated as a snippet to the beat throughout the song]


[talking]
Asshole By Nature

I see you mother$#&@ers just determined
to make a ^!$$% get on y'all $$#
roach $$# mother$#&@ers

I don't know what to do with you beat up $$# broke mother$#&@ers
see us in the streets......


[Verse 1: Boss]
What can I do to get these hoe $$# ^!$$%z out my mix
I'm straight from the block tryna get a brick

I ended up puttin %#@! down with the click
now a bunch of ^!$$%z out ridin my dick
I'm a slide me a (*##$, sit him in the 6

put zip lock then I'm a hide me a (*##$
no more pride for the (*##$
^!$$%z 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 (*##$ 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
(*##$ it's the maab, ridin our dick must be your big job
I might serve every ^!$$% standin in your squad

got G's from over seas, and places apart
you don't wanna $#&@ 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 ^!$$%z better move when I'm 'round

before my face show a frown

hittin ^!$$%z up with that HGC and that 2-2-3 and I'm ditchin the town


[Verse 2: Trae]
Guess who the $#&@-top back in the do'

seperatin from the plex with a beam and a scope
hop fly I'm a hit a ^!$$% dead in his throat
with a mac fully attack no force to let go

might touch on a ^!$$% like Shaq
hit him in chest now he body rockin like Pat
when he size up I'm a put his $$# on his back

have his (*##$ $$# runnin to the trunk for the gat-where the haters at
better yet ^!$$% why bother, I'm a pain in the $$# like Antonio Tarver
ABN we opperate like the carter, and been G'd up since a ^!$$% 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 ^!$$% bout to goin off
cause my grill worth about 4 ki's in the south
now what can I do about ^!$$%z 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 $$# nothin type of ^!$$%z gotta bleed


["What can I do" repeated 'til end]