Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Me

Man y'all..

Nigga fuck all
all these 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 in a tinted out fo' do'
And ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho
Don't with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love
Razor blade to the wrist, near lost all of my blood
This is to all my thugs, ya'll niggaz
Y'all just around, cause I got them drugs
When all my drugs gone, 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 like this, so I 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 windpipe like
That's right bitch, I'm a ignant son of a
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 commode
And fuck everybody ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul
Finally, I me

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

I use to be a cat
Now a of the blues cat
I got tired of motherfuckers, taking a nigga for
All I got is my mind, I can't that
I'ma use that, even though a nigga mind
It ain't lost, cause I where it's at
Just on another level boys, around here
For the paper stack, I'ma go where it's at
I sound a (big nigga), but I'm a (lil nigga)
Damn though, of y'all try to bo'gaurd
Piss a nigga off and get ass caught, late night
On the backstreets, hollin' oh
It ain't no mercy, I 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 Guerilla Maab, and ain't a damn thang changed
I peeped the game, and these 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, learned without a thang
Man most of these niggaz, be around for the
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 mean a damn thang, if I shake your 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 Maab this, and Guerilla that
I think you better get back, and shut the up
For you straight off, and get fucked up
Nigga and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take nuts
So come around now bitch
you showed 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 everybody who was us, fuck you too
It just took a little time, for me to myself
And that's why we getting off ourself

x2]

Better watch your back, and yourself
Nigga one mo' step, and I'ma cock every weapon
I pack, fuck around and yourself
A punk ass patty melt, no gon be felt
When I be dealing, with a than 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
motherfucker like me, you get what you suppose to get
Pussy in the middle of the fo'head, I wanna see my foes
And I smoke, one of old busted up ass hoes
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
Cause I got a 4-4, lay low
Everytime I open my mouth, mo'fuckers would believe
That's why a nigga trip a lil bit, with a razor
And the reason, I long sleeves
can't help me, I don't want your help
I just want some, me alone
I don't wanna go to the club, I'm in the streets
Bitch, just me to roam
Don't call my cell phone, give folk don't a damn
If I get one in my dome, you dealing
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 to another
Nigga, you feel me, it's 2K1 bitch,
Screwed Up Click, my niggaz going nowhere
Still chopping Double D nigga, tap tap