[Intro]

(This a Nitti beat)

[Chorus: Z-Ro & Trae tha Truth]

Please don't get out of line, I'll slap a nigga

Owe me money, better give me mine, I'll slap a nigga

And if you cross over that line, I'll slap a nigga

I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga

If you're disrespectin' my zone, I'll slap a nigga

If you're right and I think you're wrong, I'll slap a nigga

If a nigga speak out of his tone, I'll slap a nigga

I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga

[Verse 1: Z-Ro]

We don't pop, lock, and drop it, we cock the Glock to pop it

Go ballistic on off-brand niggas and have 'em screamin', "Stop it" (Stop it)

Ain't got no patience, so it's not a good idea to get on my nerves

I'll fuck around and clip your ass and keep bangin' your face up against the curb

Homie, let me give you a suggestion, go on and let me make it (Go on and let me make it)

Well, you might as well tighten up your jaw and go on and let me break it

Right now (Right now), right now (Right now)

I'm 'bout to wrap you right across your Jack Johnson right now (Right now)

And if a woman run up on me reckless and go to runnin' her mouth

I'ma wrap back and try to knock the bitch lipstick off

All I'm simply tryna do is just get my cash (Uh)

But if you own a pair of lips, you can kiss my ass (Uh)

Tony Maroni, when I catch you, bitch, you know what it is (Know what it is)

You better ask Sam if I'm righteous, I been a gangster for years (I been a gangster for years)

But fuck him too 'cause he can get it just like you

And that's a fact, run up on you and knock your shadow off track

[Chorus: Z-Ro & Trae tha Truth]

Please don't get out of line, I'll slap a nigga

Owe me money, better give me mine, I'll slap a nigga

And if you cross over that line, I'll slap a nigga

I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga

If you're disrespectin' my zone, I'll slap a nigga

If you're right and I think you're wrong, I'll slap a nigga

If a nigga speak out of his tone, I'll slap a nigga

I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga

[Verse 2: Trae tha Truth]

I still fuck with the hoodrats, I didn't pop models

Get crunk off a superman and slap your ass with a bottle

Go on, crank it up (Crank it up), I'll make you dance (I'll make you dance)

Lean back and slap the swagger out your whole stance (Out your whole stance)

I'm a asshole, nigga, we don't talk about it

We go inside your mouth and have your front teeth walkin' out it

My attitude shot to shit, it ain't no doubt about it

Get out my business 'fore I beat your ass the fuck up out it

Tell the DJ give me a sec, I'll wire the whole place up (Yeah)

Connect with a open hand and try to wire your whole face up (Yeah)

Lock and load on your jaw and try to fire that ho's face up (Yeah)

Try to take out your feelin' in everything from the waist up

I give a fuck if you don't like me, I got the whole hood tryna keep it gangster like me

Now am I rollin'? (Am I rollin'?) Yeah, bitch, I might be (Bitch, I might be)

Not on a pill, but in my zone is where I might be (Where I might be)

[Chorus: Z-Ro & Trae tha Truth]

Please don't get out of line, I'll slap a nigga

Owe me money, better give me mine, I'll slap a nigga

And if you cross over that line, I'll slap a nigga

I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga

If you're disrespectin' my zone, I'll slap a nigga

If you're right and I think you're wrong, I'll slap a nigga

If a nigga speak out of his tone, I'll slap a nigga

I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga

[Verse 3: Z-Ro]

Uh, I'm in your neighborhood, I'm bendin' down your block (Bendin' down your block)

Why don't you and everybody on the cut come close to the curb and stick your face out? (Face out)

Y'all ain't no men, y'all some women and y'all deserve a backhand

I wear one right-hand leather glove 'cause that's my favorite slap hand

You're in the presence of a boss, I'm nothin' less than a king (King)

Slap you to sleep, turn around and slap your ass straight out of your dream (Dream)

I graduated from slap a bitch university on the honor roll

Piss on a tree and mark my territory, now it's time to roll

[Verse 4: Trae tha Truth]

Yeah, never been the one to run from drama, bitch, I'm plexin' instead

Slap you like I'm gon' slap a bitch, you ain't gon' pay me my bread

You can call me Trae Holiday, I'm 'bout to put you to bed

With a couple of extra large hickies posted on top of your head

Now every time I come around, they say I'm comin' to bang

I'ma swat your ass to the left like I was ready to swang

Ain't no use to givin' it thought, I'm gon' forever play it raw

Now let me show you what these five fingers said to the jaw

[Chorus: Z-Ro & Trae tha Truth]

Please don't get out of line, I'll slap a nigga

Owe me money, better give me mine, I'll slap a nigga

And if you cross over that line, I'll slap a nigga

I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga

If you're disrespectin' my zone, I'll slap a nigga

If you're right and I think you're wrong, I'll slap a nigga

If a nigga speak out of his tone, I'll slap a nigga

I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga, I'll slap a nigga