Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Me

Man y'all..

Nigga all y'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 around in a 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 to the wrist, damn near lost all of my blood
This is to all my thugs, fuck ya'll
just come 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 bread and the
after that, all the god damn bud gone
I'm a struggler, I wish I was a bubbler
Mama said that, it would it be like this
But not a life like this, so I a knife like this and slice like this
Take life like this, fuck and I take my own life like this
Or click me a bitch nigga, in the windpipe this
right bitch, I'm a ignant 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 the shit 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 fuck you hoes, I 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 lose that
use that, even though a nigga mind gone
It lost, cause I know where it's at
Just on another 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, 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
Niggaz see 3D-2, and but hollin' out you hoes
Finally, I me

It's still Guerilla Maab, and ain't a damn thang
I just peeped the game, and these 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, learned without 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 yourself
And it don't mean a damn thang, if I shake hand
If I ain't too enthused, and I got on a mean
You better stay on note, cause I'll your ass
It's Guerilla Maab this, and Guerilla that
I think you get back, and shut the fuck up
For you step off, and get fucked up
Nigga Trae and D and Z-Ro, take nuts
So don't come around now
When you everybody, all kinds of love
And I got none left, didn't nobody 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 us, fuck you too
It just took a little time, for me to find
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 around and fr-fry
A punk ass patty melt, no remorses gon be
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 don't no nigga
Fuck all of my associates, but in a of a life
This motherfucker me, you get what you suppose to get
Pussy in the middle of the fo'head, I wanna see my dead
And I smoke, one of these old busted up ass
Old trailer trash ass hoes, I live one deep
And I don't to the Nankeen no mo', nigga they know
Coming around my neck of the woods, is a
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, a razor blade
And the reason, I wear long
Y'all can't help me, I don't want your
I just want some, me alone
I wanna go to the club, I'm cool in the streets
Bitch, just me to roam
call my cell phone, give folk don't give a damn
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 don't buy tickets
You know I'm saying, so send the hoes to
Nigga, you feel me, 2K1 bitch, forever
Screwed Up Click, my niggaz ain't nowhere
Still with Double D nigga, tap tap