Kinesis (Radio Cut)

歌詞

[Trae:] I know you haters better run, I'm comin' for you And everyday a nigga reppin' & ridin' for Screw I was keepin' it in my chest, now I'm gettin' it out I know you spectators in the game better close your mouth I got alot of my time invested up in this game It's S.U.C. 'til I'm dead, ain't no need to explain I'm in the Maab with gorillas & we comin' in packs The only friends we got deep & comin' with black ghats So niggas would back back, I'm a man dude with a attitude And I'm too quick to click, Lil' Trae is a damn fool In my zone leave me alone, I ain't tryin' to be fucked with Everything that I got is everything that I wanna roll with Me & me & myself, you niggas bad for my health Now I'm pumped up like Superman with a uppercut to be felt I ain't playin' with what I'm sayin' you cats better start prayin' For Deebo commits to sprayin' & everybody be stayin'. [Hook: Z-Ro] [x2] Why these fellas talkin' down? Don't they know why we'll ride? And make somebody slide? Beware. Why these fellas talkin' down? Don't they know why we'll ride? And make these busters hot? Beware. [Bun B:] I'm chillin' in my 1's, choppin' game on my celly My iced out cross hangin' down to my belly Got your lil' mama, butt naked shake her jelly I'm a put her on a tape & play it back on the telly Boys hate to love the street show when we showin' up I give me back the same middle finger they be throwin' up They can't afford the pints by the case that we pourin' up Young in the game, it's time to start growin' up Get you some hustle, get you some grind Show me some muscle, show me some shine Stop tryin' to crime off another nigga name It's just a matter of time 'fore I run you out the game Because I can't believe the nerve of these hoes Tryin' to use my nigga Pimp name for benefit shows Finna start kickin' in doors with the macks Tryin' to let that shit pass, now I'm comin' for your ass fool. [Hook: Z-Ro] [x2] Why these fellas talkin' down? Don't they know why we'll ride? And make somebody slide? Beware. Why these fellas talkin' down? Don't they know why we'll ride? And make these busters hot? Beware. [Trae:] It's the return of the mad rapper, industry nigga subtracter That be greed up in the fists that be clinched like a black panther I'm sick & tired of you fakers that try to twist up the game So now you gotta see me like the 84's that I swang My glock I cock & I aim, my name you finna respect it You let me off in your world then I swear to God I'm a wreck it You must've thought I forgot about you actin' sue a crowd'll watch you I gotta get that up out you, your people gon' be without you On top of that, niggas be usin' my homey name Sayin' the Screwed Up Click so they can get them a little change Hoppin' from dick to dick & I ain't even gon' say no name I feel like I wanna click, so now you gon' feel my pain I'm Trae & I ain't bar nan nigga in this drama Or mama, I weave & I swang sendin' 'em through a trauma They tell me to let 'em make it, but really I ain't the one Them bitches did it, so now they gotta see me when I come. [Z-Ro:] Where the real niggas at? 'Cause I can't find none Everybody be talkin' shit when they be packin' they guns Quick to shoot a muthafucker to keep they face from sweatin' But when the laws come to bang one snitchin' & tellin' Be these ol' buster ass niggas, killin' all in they music Showin' a 4 pound around town, but never gon' use it I'm registered by my gangsta, you barely touchin' me G Now feel you got the edasity to come & see me Fuck it whoever wanna get some can come & get dropped I'm a grown man I don't get people sued, I get people shot If you ain't shot, I wonder who gon' be standin' behind the trigger Z-Ro the Crooked 'cause ain't no love for none of these niggas Straight Profit to Presidential, tryin' to scandalize my name They can't sell records without me, that's a god damn shame I ain't to blame, why these niggas ain't sellin' & losin' weight But I'm to blame, when I go off & get to bruisin' they face. [Hook: Z-Ro] [x2] Why these fellas talkin' down? Don't they know why we'll ride? And make somebody slide? Beware. Why these fellas talkin' down? Don't they know why we'll ride? And make these busters hot? Beware. [Z-Ro:] Make a nigga hot, yeah Why you wanna hate me, S.U.C. You niggas can't be me My nigga T R A E And that's the way it's gonna be Until a muthafucker take me Me & the M double A B We gon' be thuggin' until we see you niggas to see. [Z-Ro talking] Straight up, it's my cousin Trae nigga These bitch ass niggas can't fuck with you. [Hook: Z-Ro] [x2] Why these fellas talkin' down? Don't they know why we'll ride? And make somebody slide? Beware. Why these fellas talkin' down? Don't they know why we'll ride? And make these busters hot? Beware.