Luyện nghe bài hát I Found Me

Man y'all..

Nigga all y'all
Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all 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 ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho
Don't fuck with Ro hoe, I lost all of my love
Razor to the wrist, damn near lost all of my blood
is to all my thugs, fuck ya'll niggaz
Y'all come 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 and the butter
Because after that, all the god bud gone
I'm a struggler, I wish I was a bubbler
said that, it would it be days like this
But not a like this, so I take 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 nigga, in the windpipe like this
That's right bitch, I'm a son of a bitch
And I do quick, it might be halves and zones
To break a nigga bones, but be stones and sticks
I ain't the 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 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 lose that
I'ma use that, even though a nigga mind
It lost, cause I know where it's at
Just on another level boys, around here
For the paper stack, cause go where 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 give a damn no more
Niggaz see 3D-2, and but hollin' out you hoes
Finally, I me

It's still Maab, and ain't a damn thang changed
I just the game, and these niggaz be shife
the years, I seen a lot of niggaz turn fake
Riding thick on the cool, and I have to erase
You see me and the Maab, done learned a thang
Man most of 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 you better check yourself
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 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 step off, and get up
Nigga Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, nuts
So don't come around now
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 till I meet my death
Everybody we was cool with, you too
And everybody who was us, fuck you too
It took a little time, for me to find myself
And that's why we rich off ourself

x2]

Better watch your back, and 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 trust no
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 see my foes dead
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 Nankeen no mo', they know
around my neck 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, a razor blade
And the reason, I wear sleeves
Y'all can't help me, I don't want help
I just some, leave me alone
I don't wanna go to the club, I'm cool in the
Bitch, just me to roam
Don't call my cell phone, 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 Ridgemont 4 forever,
The motherfucking Crooked, know I'm
I ain't having that riff-raff man, I don't buy tickets
You I'm saying, so send the hoes to another
Nigga, you feel me, it's 2K1 bitch,
Screwed Up Click, my ain't going nowhere
Still chopping with D nigga, tap tap