Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Me

Man y'all..

Nigga fuck all
Fuck all these niggaz, and all these hoes
If I needed a ride, I called on
If I wanted ass, I called on hoes
But not no mo' though, I get around in a out fo' do'
And ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho
Don't fuck with Ro hoe, I 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 come around, cause I got them
When all my drugs gone, nigga all my thugs
And I'm to eat, the last of the bread and the butter
Because that, all the god damn bud gone
I'm a mo'fucking struggler, I wish I was a
Mama said that, it would it be like this
But not a life like this, so I take a knife like and slice like this
Take life this, fuck around and I take my own life like this
Or me a bitch nigga, in the windpipe like this
That's bitch, I'm a ignant son of a bitch
And I do click quick, it be halves and zones
To break a bones, but never be stones and sticks
I the shit bitch, I'm the motherfucking commode
And fuck everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my
Finally, I me

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

I use to be a cat
Now a victim of the 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 level than boys, around
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 still wanna see you
Because, I give 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 damn thang
I peeped the game, and these niggaz be shife
Over the years, I a lot of niggaz turn fake
Riding thick on the cool, and I have to erase
You see me and the Maab, done without a thang
Man most of niggaz, be around for the fame
It ain't no more love, therefor if you 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 shake your
If I too enthused, and I got on a mean mask
You better stay on note, cause beat your ass
It's Guerilla Maab this, and Maab that
I think you better get back, and the fuck up
For you straight step off, and get up
Nigga Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take
So don't come now bitch
When you showed everybody, all of love
And I ain't got none left, nobody wanna care
How we thug, why I'm fin to be alone till I meet my death
Everybody we was cool with, you too
And who was hating us, fuck you too
It just took a little time, for me to myself
And why we getting 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 ass patty melt, no remorses gon be felt
When I be dealing, with a less G individual
but a AK shot, is gon be felt
I did trust no bitch, and I don't trust no nigga
Fuck all of my associates, but in a of a life
motherfucker like me, you get what you suppose to get
Pussy in the middle of the fo'head, I see my foes dead
And I smoke, one of these old up ass hoes
Old trailer ass hoes, I live life one deep
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 open my mouth, would never believe
That's why a nigga a lil bit, with a razor blade
And the reason, I long sleeves
Y'all help me, I don't want your help
I just want some, leave me
I don't wanna go to the club, I'm in the streets
Bitch, just leave me to
Don't call my phone, give folk don't give a damn
If I get one in my dome, fuck you
Y'all don't my zone, finally I found me

x4]

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