Man y'all..
Nigga fuck all Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these If I needed a ride, I on niggaz 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 Don't fuck with Ro hoe, I 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 bud gone I'm a mo'fucking struggler, I wish I was a Mama said that, it would it be days like But not a life like this, so I take a knife this and slice like this Take life like this, fuck around and I take my own life this Or click me a bitch nigga, in the windpipe like That's right bitch, I'm a son of a bitch And I do quick, it might be halves and zones To break a nigga bones, but never be and sticks I ain't the shit bitch, I'm the motherfucking And fuck everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my 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 lose I'ma use that, even though a mind gone It lost, cause I know where it's at Just on another level than boys, around For the paper stack, cause I'ma go where at I sound 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, late On the backstreets, oh Lord It ain't no mercy, I wanna see you bleed Because, I don't give a no more see 3D-2, and but hollin' out fuck you hoes Finally, I me
It's still Guerilla Maab, and ain't a thang changed I just peeped the game, and niggaz be shife the years, I seen a lot of niggaz turn fake Riding thick on the cool, and then I have to You see me and the Maab, done without a thang Man most of these niggaz, be 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 check yourself And it don't mean a damn thang, if I your hand If I too enthused, and I got on a mean mask You better stay on note, cause I'll your ass It's Guerilla Maab this, and Guerilla Maab I think you better get back, and the fuck up For you step off, and get fucked up Nigga and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take nuts So don't come around now When you showed everybody, all of love 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 meet my Everybody we was with, fuck 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 rich off ourself
x2]
Better watch back, and identify yourself Nigga one mo' step, and I'ma cock back weapon I pack, fuck and fr-fry yourself A punk ass patty melt, no remorses gon be When I be dealing, with a than G individual Nothing but a AK shot, is gon be I never did trust no bitch, and I don't trust no Fuck all of my associates, but in a life of a This like me, you get what you suppose to get Pussy in the of the fo'head, I wanna see my foes dead And I smoke, one of these old up ass hoes Old trailer trash ass hoes, I live life one And I don't speak to the Nankeen no mo', they know Coming around my neck of the woods, is a I got a 4-4, lay low please Everytime I my mouth, mo'fuckers would never believe That's why a nigga a lil bit, with a razor blade And the reason, I wear sleeves Y'all can't help me, I don't your help I just want some, me alone I don't go to the club, I'm cool in the streets Bitch, leave me to roam Don't call my cell phone, folk don't give a damn If I get one in my dome, you dealing don't understand my zone, finally I found me
x4]
This 4 forever, Z-Ro The Crooked, know I'm saying I ain't having that man, I don't buy wolf tickets You know I'm saying, so the hoes to another Nigga, you me, it's 2K1 bitch, forever Screwed Up Click, my niggaz going nowhere Still chopping with D nigga, tap tap