Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Me

Man y'all..

Nigga all y'all
Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all hoes
If I a ride, I called on niggaz
If I some ass, I called 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
Don't fuck with Ro hoe, I lost all of my love
Razor blade to the wrist, damn near lost all of my
This is to all my thugs, ya'll niggaz
Y'all just come around, cause I got them
When all my drugs gone, nigga all my thugs
And I'm scared to eat, the of the bread and the butter
after that, all the god damn bud gone
I'm a struggler, I wish I was a bubbler
Mama said that, it would it be days this
But not a life this, so I take a knife like this and slice like this
life like this, fuck around and I take my own life like this
Or click me a bitch nigga, in the like this
right bitch, I'm a ignant son of a bitch
And I do click quick, it might be halves and
To break a nigga bones, but never be and sticks
I ain't the shit bitch, I'm the motherfucking
And everybody 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 of the blues 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 where it's at
on another level than boys, around here
For the stack, cause I'ma go where it's at
I like a (big nigga), but I'm a (lil nigga)
Damn though, some of y'all try to
Piss a nigga off and get that ass caught, night
On the backstreets, hollin' oh
It ain't no mercy, I wanna see you bleed
Because, I don't give a no more
Niggaz see 3D-2, and but hollin' out fuck you
Finally, I me

It's still Guerilla Maab, and ain't a damn changed
I just peeped the game, and these niggaz be
Over the years, I seen a lot of niggaz turn
Riding thick on the cool, and 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 meet end
I'm one of a kind, I think you better check
And it don't mean a damn thang, if I shake hand
If I ain't too enthused, and I got on a mean
You better stay on note, cause beat your ass
It's Guerilla this, and Guerilla Maab that
I think you better get back, and shut the up
For you straight off, and get fucked up
Nigga Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, nuts
So don't come now bitch
you showed everybody, all kinds of love
And I ain't got none left, didn't nobody care
How we thug, that's why I'm fin to be alone till I my death
Everybody we was with, fuck you too
And everybody who was hating us, you too
It just a little time, for me to find myself
And why we getting rich off ourself

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
Nothing but a AK shot, is gon be
I never did trust no bitch, and I trust no nigga
Fuck all of my associates, but in a of a life
This motherfucker like me, you get what you to get
Pussy in the of the fo'head, I wanna see my foes dead
And I smoke, one of old busted up ass hoes
Old trash ass hoes, I live life one deep
And I don't speak to the Nankeen no mo', they know
Coming my neck of the woods, is a no-no
I got a 4-4, lay low please
Everytime I open my mouth, mo'fuckers never believe
That's why a nigga a lil bit, with a razor blade
And the reason, I wear long
Y'all help me, I don't want your help
I just want some, leave me
I don't wanna go to the club, I'm in the streets
Bitch, just leave me to
call 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 Ridgemont 4 forever,
The motherfucking Crooked, know I'm
I ain't having riff-raff man, I don't buy wolf tickets
You know I'm saying, so send the hoes to
Nigga, you feel me, it's 2K1 bitch,
Screwed Up Click, my ain't going nowhere
Still chopping Double D nigga, tap tap