S.L.A.B. - I'm a Asshole lyrics

[Rick D talking] Hey what's crackin baby It's the mothaf**in Rick D, the a**hole spokesmen We goin out and gettin it and bringin it back We gon knock a mothaf**in trunk off baby This a ghetto cla**ic it's goin down 2005 forever, it's always baby watch this [Verse 1 - Trae] I come around the corner like Jordan in '87 Bending on 23 inches and holdin for all my felons Me and lil'bro the heat of the West I got these n***as off the chain cause I'm the truth of the West With a black on black in the back of the pack the gun stay scoped 24 plus strapped cause these n***as know how it go You see this year I got the music that'll go get these n***as fired and wired up Whoopin n***as for days if they ain't chunkin that sign up Have these n***as on Anthem bout to start 'em a riot up Loading and bustin somethin that'll be f**in ya hide up My drop be dyed up the same color as Hoovers With a group or a couple of cars behind me we guerilla's packin rugers I know these b**hes wanna stop us but I fly right past 'em With the left drop, and the right co*k jammin that SLAB The Anthem n***a waiting so I'm a grant 'em - it's Z-Ro and the fam This year we a**holes b**h and we can click on the random [Chorus - Trae] I'm a a**hole - I'm a mothaf**in a**hole b**h I'm a mothaf**in a**hole I'm a mothaf**in a**hole [Verse 2 - Jay'Ton] Who the f** is Joe Boy, Alley Cat? b**h where ya mama at You better fall back before she end up in all black I'm never caught slippin, wood grain grippin Still Hoover crippin finna leave ya whip flippin I'm scootin up the block with my locs and twin gats Some of my doggs brave and I promise they bring hats It's Jay'Ton b**h and I'm exposin all rats Running with 12 pounds, hit the hood and I bounce back Now show me where ya heart at cuz Cause I'll put it in the drama where it start at cuz n***as ain't even impressed so I'm checkin 'em off Now pick that b**h up off the ground and kiss the dust in her mouth cause I'm a a**hole... [Verse 3] I'm so gangsta flippin in my suicide chrome It's Doug T from ABN packin on chrome I done waitin my time I'm sittin back on the scene Got everybody wonderin what all that red means Stop hatin me b**h not from Sunny side but I'll check a hoe With a co*ked 4 - 4 in a four door I ain't trippin cause what I got waitin in the back Will graze the back of any n***a that's a Silvaback You wanna know why we lean so much Cause gray screw tapes, and red cars, and that purple stuff And I been known to send shots your way We gon rep the south west and hold it down for gray [Verse 4 - Boss] Boss in a regal that's black, I got blood in the back About to pump the right side of that Lumina so let it crack cuz Cuz what it? what it was? f** the fuss In the slugs send that n***a in the dust cuz I'm from the H mayne - k**ers hoppin gates mayne Bossin on n***as got us where we standin today mayne When my fingers split that thumb you better run I got thirteen TTP's, PPL's for guns n***as head huntin we takin souls from n***as set frontin First time we said we wanted war while ya'll n***as ain't said nothin HGC gon start buckin f**in with my cousin I'm a click clack and cuttin n***a crisis come I'm dumpin [Chorus - Trae] I'm a a**hole - I'm a mothaf**in a**hole b**h I'm a mothaf**in a**hole I'm a mothaf**in a**hole I'm a a**hole - I'm a mothaf**in a**hole b**h I'm a mothaf**in a**hole I'm a mothaf**in a**hole [Trae talking till end]