Umm Hmm Lyrics & Chords By Assholes By Nature

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Umm Hmm, Uh Uh
Umm Hmm, Uh Huh
Umm Hmm, Uh Uh
Umm Hmm, Uh Huh
Umm Hmm.

[Verse 1: Trae]
Yeah anybody gotta problem with the king of the streets
Tell 'em bring it to the hood I ain't never left
I still got the same weave & bob game posted up (Umm Hmm)
I'm in the ghetto like Joseph Wayne, I'm in the gutter like cooked up 'caine
I'm from the block where they take they claim & fore they yell out they name they throws it up
Draped in all black, fresh out of Johnny & the shit that I'm on got 'em callin' me a Rock star
Yeah I got alot of Heavy Metal sittin' under my seat (Umm Hmm)
Low key when I'm at it late night, but they wanna see you dead'fore they see the day light
One wrong move'll get ya whole body covered up in a sheet (Umm Hmm)
I'm a hundred percent real, nothin' here fake
I done been in everything and ain't nothin' here break
In a zone everybody better try to get up out of my way (Umm Hmm)
I'm a G - A - N - G - S - T - A, Asshole By Nature - The truth is known as Trae
A H - Town, Hood type version - N.W.A. (Umm Hmm) Muthafucker.

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Umm Hmm, Uh Uh
Umm Hmm, Uh Huh
Umm Hmm, Uh Uh
Umm Hmm, Uh Huh
Umm Hmm.

[Verse 2: Z-Ro]
Who in the hell let the gate open?
That's what they gon be screamin' when I come around the corner with the trigger held back
Make a muthafucker do a full gana. Where he standin' at? That's where he landin' at. (Umm Hmm)
I'm a muthafucker ain't I? Plus I'm a son of gun I'm one of the ones everybody don't bother
'Cause when it get gangsta mayne, I get to doin' gangsta things (Umm Hmm)
Go to sleep & wake up with my weapon, my enemies must be deleted
I'm harder then the concrete, Screwed Up Click for life
Disrespect us we gon' shoot up shit tonight (Umm Hmm)
I'm a mad man killer, shoot a muthafucker then go put 'em in the river
Sometimes I feel like my hands where givin' to me to slap all the taste buds out your mouth (Umm Hmm)
And Uh I roll up and down South, Posted up on Martin Luther King boulevard
Up in the shift channel to Homestead and down Gulf Bank 1st, 2nd, 3rd, Ward, 5th Ward (Umm Hmm)
I'm young but I'm old school like Corduroy & when I get pissed I'll make the whole city take a time out
Z-Ro ain't Baby Face my music'll break your face. (Umm Hmm)

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Umm Hmm, Uh Uh
Umm Hmm, Uh Huh
Umm Hmm, Uh Uh
Umm Hmm, Uh Huh
Umm Hmm.

[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
Suppose to be down with me, but you stole from me
The record label still ain't come up with my money
Baby mama talkin bout filin' child support
Aight bitch see yo' ass in court (Umm Hmm)
Everybody wanna see me flop if I fall off they smile if I come up they can't stand it
They been tryin' to get a nigga for 11 years, but I'm a soldier still standin' god damn it (Umm Hmm)
If you gotta tell somebody you runnin' shit then you really ain't runnin' shit
'Cause if you were runnin' shit my nigga you would be runnin' shit
Not bumpin' your gums & shit... Muthafucker bitch.

[Verse 4: Trae]
Understand that I ain't to be fucked with, I'm legendary in the bottom of the south
And I gotta about a thousand goons I might send your route (Umm Hmm)
And It Is What It Is with me I'm on that duct tape wrappin' shit
And out the gate I'll slap ya shit & to the niggas in your click & yo' home (Umm Hmm)
I can make a hoe drop today, empty the clip non stop today
And that's corteousy of the new gun I copped today & then I'm gone. (Umm Hmm)

[Chorus: Z-Ro] ['Til End]
Umm Hmm, Uh Uh
Umm Hmm, Uh Huh
Umm Hmm, Uh Uh
Umm Hmm, Uh Huh
Umm Hmm.