Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Me

Man y'all..

Nigga fuck all
Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all hoes
If I a ride, I called on niggaz
If I wanted some ass, I on hoes
But not no mo' though, I get around in a out fo' do'
And got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang
fuck with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love
Razor blade to the wrist, damn near all of my blood
is to all my thugs, fuck ya'll niggaz
Y'all just come around, I got them drugs
When all my gone, nigga all my thugs gone
And I'm scared to eat, the last of the and the butter
after that, all the god damn bud gone
I'm a struggler, I wish I was a bubbler
said that, it would it be days like this
But not a life this, so I take a knife like this and slice like this
Take life like this, around and I take my own life like this
Or click me a nigga, in the windpipe like this
That's right bitch, I'm a son of a bitch
And I do click quick, it might be and zones
To break a nigga bones, but never be and sticks
I ain't the bitch, I'm the motherfucking commode
And fuck that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul
Finally, I me

x2]
Man fuck, I found me
Man fuck you hoes, I me

I use to be a cat
Now a victim of the cat
I got tired of motherfuckers, a nigga for granted
All I got is my mind, I can't that
I'ma use that, even a nigga mind gone
It ain't lost, cause I know where at
Just on another level than boys, around
For the paper stack, cause I'ma go where at
I like a (big nigga), but I'm a (lil nigga)
Damn though, some of y'all try to
Piss a off and get that ass caught, late night
On the backstreets, hollin' oh
It ain't no mercy, I still see you bleed
Because, I don't a damn no more
Niggaz see 3D-2, and but hollin' out you hoes
Finally, I me

It's still Guerilla Maab, and ain't a damn thang
I just peeped the game, and these niggaz be
the years, I seen a lot of niggaz turn fake
Riding on the cool, and then I have to erase
You see me and the Maab, done without a thang
Man most of niggaz, be around for the fame
It ain't no more love, if you ain't kin
And if you get up in mine, you gon your end
I'm one of a kind, I think you check yourself
And it don't mean a thang, if I shake your hand
If I too enthused, and I got on a mean mask
You better stay on note, cause I'll beat ass
It's Guerilla Maab this, and Guerilla Maab
I think you get back, and shut the fuck up
For you step off, and get fucked up
Nigga Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, nuts
So don't come now bitch
When you showed everybody, all kinds of
And I ain't got none left, didn't wanna care
How we thug, that's why I'm fin to be alone till I my death
Everybody we was cool with, you too
And everybody who was hating us, you too
It just took a time, for me to find myself
And that's why we getting rich off

x2]

Better watch back, and identify yourself
Nigga one mo' step, and I'ma cock every weapon
I pack, fuck and fr-fry yourself
A ass patty melt, no remorses gon be felt
When I be dealing, with a less than G
but a AK shot, is gon be felt
I never did trust no bitch, and I don't trust no
all of my associates, but in a life of a life
This motherfucker me, you get what you suppose to get
Pussy in the middle of the fo'head, I wanna see my dead
And I smoke, one of these old busted up ass
Old trailer trash ass hoes, I life one deep
And I don't speak to the Nankeen no mo', nigga know
around my neck of the woods, is a no-no
Cause I got a 4-4, lay low
I open my mouth, mo'fuckers would never believe
That's why a nigga trip a lil bit, with a blade
And the reason, I wear sleeves
Y'all can't help me, I don't your help
I just want some, leave me
I don't wanna go to the club, I'm in the streets
Bitch, leave me to roam
Don't my cell phone, give folk don't give a damn
If I get one in my dome, fuck you
Y'all don't my zone, finally I found me

x4]

This 4 forever, Z-Ro
The Crooked, know I'm saying
I ain't having that riff-raff man, I buy wolf tickets
You know I'm saying, so the hoes to another
Nigga, you feel me, 2K1 bitch, forever
Screwed Up Click, my niggaz ain't going
chopping with Double D nigga, tap tap