Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Me

Man y'all..

Nigga all y'all
all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes
If I a ride, I called 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
Don't with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love
blade to the wrist, damn near lost all of my blood
This is to all my thugs, fuck ya'll
Y'all just around, cause I got them drugs
When all my drugs gone, nigga all my gone
And I'm scared to eat, the last of the bread and the
Because that, all the god damn bud gone
I'm a mo'fucking struggler, I I was a bubbler
Mama said that, it 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, fuck around and I take my own like 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 click quick, it might be and zones
To a nigga bones, but never be stones and sticks
I ain't the bitch, I'm the motherfucking commode
And everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul
Finally, I me

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

I use to be a cat
Now a of the blues cat
I got of motherfuckers, taking a nigga for granted
All I got is my mind, I can't lose
I'ma use that, even though a nigga gone
It ain't lost, cause I know it's at
Just on level than boys, around here
For the paper stack, cause I'ma go it's at
I like 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 ain't no mercy, I wanna see you bleed
Because, I don't give a damn no
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 just peeped the game, and these niggaz be
Over the years, I seen a lot of turn fake
Riding thick on the cool, and then I to erase
You see me and the Maab, done learned a thang
Man most of niggaz, be around for the fame
It ain't no 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 a damn thang, if I shake 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 Guerilla this, and Guerilla Maab that
I you better get back, and shut the fuck up
For you straight off, and get fucked up
Nigga Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, nuts
So don't come now bitch
When you everybody, all kinds of love
And I ain't got none left, 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 everybody who was us, fuck you too
It just a little 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 gon be felt
When I be dealing, a less than G individual
Nothing but a AK shot, is gon be
I never did trust no bitch, and I don't no nigga
all of my associates, but in a life of a life
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 old busted up ass hoes
Old trailer trash ass hoes, I live life one
And I speak to the Nankeen no mo', nigga 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 would 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 want your
I just want some, me alone
I don't wanna go to the club, I'm cool in the
Bitch, just me to roam
call my cell phone, give folk don't give a damn
If I get one in my dome, you dealing
Y'all don't understand my zone, 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 the hoes to another
Nigga, you feel me, it's 2K1 bitch,
Screwed Up Click, my niggaz going nowhere
chopping with Double D nigga, tap tap