Trae Tha Truth, Z-Ro - Payback lyrics
[Trae Tha Truth, Z-Ro - Payback lyrics]
Didn't I tell you motherfuckers
(yeah you told em Ro)
I'ma get you if I owe ya (now they running)
That's real talking straight up
Z-Ro the Crooked motherfucker
Know I'm tal'n bout
(they know) , T-R-A-E (kin folk)
No motherfucking game
(none) , keep a straight aim (guns)
And hanging brains (yeah) , SUC for life
This one here is dedicated to the one
Who put that slug in my car
I ain't forgot I promised I'd get ya
Let's take it to war
Too many close encounters with death
Back then it was funny but now I got a son
And ain't nobody taking him from me
You better have bulletproof
On that red Lac that you swanging
Cause seventeen inside of my Glock
About to leave niggas stinking
I know where you hanging
And lately I've been feeling revenge
On the grounds of bitch niggas
Showing off with they friends
Fuck y'all I'm a gorilla
That'll mob for life
And any nigga running up on me
Get scarred tonight
How would you call a ABN
Whenever be necessary read in the flesh
I'm bout to get the click
And these bitches scary
They don't want it with Trae, Ro
Boss and Jay'Ton
Lil' B, Dub-G and me be ready for Vietnam
Unloading the clip, on the next to talk shit
Lights out mask up, yelling out South Klique
You can ride with a hundred niggas
When you out in the streets
That ain't enough, to keep you safe from me
Or you can live in a vest and a helmet
In the Penitentiary
That ain't enough, to keep you safe from me
I use to call you my nigga
Now I replaced him out with bitch ass
Once you a hoe to Ro
You a bitch no longer roam
The side of my blast but in the front
If you give me all of my money bitch
Fuck a rich man's anthem
This that homeless and that hungry shit
I done cried so long
All my tears done dried up
Minus the revenge
Get found murdered and tied up
Or seen slained with just a signal
Boss with the sawed off
And Jay'Ton waiting on the right moment
To blow they balls off
I ain't had a piece of pussy
Like the nine I bust
So it's safe to say I'm pretending
Everytime I fuck
Better remember that the trigga
Got's no heart if I was you
I would get my people out of
The house it's getting dark
Your T jones, your uncle your Auntie
Your grandma
Your grandaddy, with his dusty ass
All them hoes, gotta go nigga
You fucking with the Maab nigga
M double A-B for li' that's forever
Ain't no hoe in our blood nigga
From the West to Pud nigga straight up
Motherfuckers be burried ain't no love
For none of you hoe ass niggas
P-A-spanage motherfuckers
Strong enough for a man-ass niggas
But guess what
Got this damn thang in my hand nigga
What the fuck you gon do
With this bitch in your mouth nigga
Can you sing with it
Can you pronounce a word with it na nigga
Z-Ro the Crooked Guerilla Maab nigga
Trae, Z-Ro my nigga Pot Belly in this bitch
No love for none of you niggas, fuck y'all
(yeah you told em Ro)
I'ma get you if I owe ya (now they running)
That's real talking straight up
Z-Ro the Crooked motherfucker
Know I'm tal'n bout
(they know) , T-R-A-E (kin folk)
No motherfucking game
(none) , keep a straight aim (guns)
And hanging brains (yeah) , SUC for life
This one here is dedicated to the one
Who put that slug in my car
I ain't forgot I promised I'd get ya
Let's take it to war
Too many close encounters with death
Back then it was funny but now I got a son
And ain't nobody taking him from me
You better have bulletproof
On that red Lac that you swanging
Cause seventeen inside of my Glock
About to leave niggas stinking
I know where you hanging
And lately I've been feeling revenge
On the grounds of bitch niggas
Showing off with they friends
Fuck y'all I'm a gorilla
That'll mob for life
And any nigga running up on me
Get scarred tonight
How would you call a ABN
Whenever be necessary read in the flesh
I'm bout to get the click
And these bitches scary
They don't want it with Trae, Ro
Boss and Jay'Ton
Lil' B, Dub-G and me be ready for Vietnam
Unloading the clip, on the next to talk shit
Lights out mask up, yelling out South Klique
You can ride with a hundred niggas
When you out in the streets
That ain't enough, to keep you safe from me
Or you can live in a vest and a helmet
In the Penitentiary
That ain't enough, to keep you safe from me
I use to call you my nigga
Now I replaced him out with bitch ass
Once you a hoe to Ro
You a bitch no longer roam
The side of my blast but in the front
If you give me all of my money bitch
Fuck a rich man's anthem
This that homeless and that hungry shit
I done cried so long
All my tears done dried up
Minus the revenge
Get found murdered and tied up
Or seen slained with just a signal
Boss with the sawed off
And Jay'Ton waiting on the right moment
To blow they balls off
I ain't had a piece of pussy
Like the nine I bust
So it's safe to say I'm pretending
Everytime I fuck
Better remember that the trigga
Got's no heart if I was you
I would get my people out of
The house it's getting dark
Your T jones, your uncle your Auntie
Your grandma
Your grandaddy, with his dusty ass
All them hoes, gotta go nigga
You fucking with the Maab nigga
M double A-B for li' that's forever
Ain't no hoe in our blood nigga
From the West to Pud nigga straight up
Motherfuckers be burried ain't no love
For none of you hoe ass niggas
P-A-spanage motherfuckers
Strong enough for a man-ass niggas
But guess what
Got this damn thang in my hand nigga
What the fuck you gon do
With this bitch in your mouth nigga
Can you sing with it
Can you pronounce a word with it na nigga
Z-Ro the Crooked Guerilla Maab nigga
Trae, Z-Ro my nigga Pot Belly in this bitch
No love for none of you niggas, fuck y'all