Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Me

Man y'all..

Nigga all y'all
Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all hoes
If I needed a ride, I called on
If I some ass, I called on hoes
But not no mo' though, I get in a tinted 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 lost all of my
is to all my thugs, fuck ya'll niggaz
Y'all just come around, cause I got them
When all my gone, nigga all my thugs gone
And I'm scared to eat, the last of the bread and the
Because after that, all the god damn bud
I'm a mo'fucking struggler, I 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 bitch nigga, in the like this
right bitch, I'm a ignant son of a bitch
And I do click quick, it be halves and zones
To break a nigga bones, but never be stones and
I ain't the shit bitch, I'm the motherfucking
And fuck everybody that Z-Ro, that's on my soul
Finally, I me

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

I use to be a cat
Now a of the blues cat
I got tired of motherfuckers, taking a for granted
All I got is my mind, I can't that
I'ma use that, even though a mind gone
It ain't lost, cause I where it's at
Just on another than boys, around here
For the paper stack, cause I'ma go where at
I like a (big nigga), but I'm a (lil nigga)
Damn though, of y'all try to bo'gaurd
Piss a nigga off and get that ass caught, night
On the backstreets, oh Lord
It no mercy, I still wanna see you bleed
Because, I give a damn no more
Niggaz see 3D-2, and but out fuck you hoes
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 fake
Riding thick on the cool, and I have to erase
You see me and the Maab, done learned a thang
Man most of these niggaz, be around for the
It ain't no love, therefor 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 thang, if I shake your hand
If I too enthused, and I got on a mean mask
You better stay on note, I'll beat your ass
It's Guerilla Maab this, and Guerilla Maab
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, take
So don't around now bitch
When you showed everybody, all kinds of
And I got none left, didn't nobody wanna care
How we thug, that's why I'm fin to be alone I meet my death
Everybody we was with, fuck you too
And who was hating us, fuck you too
It just took a little time, for me to find
And that's why we getting off ourself

x2]

Better watch your back, and yourself
Nigga one mo' step, and I'ma cock back weapon
I pack, fuck and fr-fry yourself
A punk ass patty melt, no 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 life of a
This motherfucker like me, you get you suppose to get
Pussy in the middle of the fo'head, I wanna see my 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 no mo', nigga they know
Coming around my neck of the woods, is a
I got a 4-4, lay low please
Everytime I open my mouth, mo'fuckers would believe
That's why a nigga trip a lil bit, with a blade
And the reason, I long sleeves
Y'all can't me, I don't want your help
I just want some, me alone
I wanna go to the club, I'm cool in the streets
Bitch, leave me to roam
Don't call my cell phone, give folk don't give a
If I get one in my dome, you dealing
Y'all don't understand my zone, finally I me

x4]

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