Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Me

Man y'all..

Nigga fuck all
Fuck all niggaz, and fuck all these hoes
If I needed a ride, I 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 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 gone, nigga all my thugs gone
And I'm scared to eat, the last of the and the butter
Because after that, all the god damn bud
I'm a mo'fucking struggler, I wish I was a
said that, it would it be days like this
But not a life like this, so I take a knife like this and slice like
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 ignant son of a
And I do click quick, it might be and zones
To break a nigga bones, but never be stones and
I ain't the shit bitch, I'm the commode
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, taking a for granted
All I got is my mind, I can't lose
I'ma use that, even a nigga mind gone
It ain't lost, I know where it's at
Just on another level boys, around here
For the paper stack, cause I'ma go it's at
I sound 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, oh Lord
It no mercy, I still wanna see you bleed
Because, I don't a damn 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 the game, and these niggaz be shife
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, learned without a thang
Man of these niggaz, be around for the fame
It no more love, therefor 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 better check
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 on note, cause I'll beat your ass
It's Maab this, and Guerilla Maab that
I think you get back, and shut the fuck up
For you straight off, and get fucked up
Nigga Trae and D and Z-Ro, take nuts
So come around now bitch
When you everybody, all kinds of love
And I ain't got none left, didn't nobody wanna
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 took a little time, for me to find myself
And that's why we getting off ourself

x2]

Better watch your back, and identify
Nigga one mo' step, and cock back every weapon
I pack, fuck around and yourself
A punk ass patty melt, no gon be felt
When I be dealing, with a less G individual
but a AK shot, is gon be felt
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 what you to get
Pussy in the middle of the fo'head, I wanna see my foes
And I smoke, one of these old busted up ass
Old trailer trash ass hoes, I live one deep
And I don't speak to the no mo', nigga they know
Coming around my of the woods, is a no-no
I got a 4-4, lay low please
Everytime I open my mouth, would never believe
That's why a nigga trip a lil bit, with a blade
And the reason, I long sleeves
can't help 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, just me to roam
Don't call my cell phone, give folk don't give a
If I get one in my dome, fuck you
Y'all understand my zone, finally I found me

x4]

This 4 forever, Z-Ro
The motherfucking Crooked, I'm saying
I ain't having that riff-raff man, I 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
chopping with Double D nigga, tap tap