Guerilla Maab maabin Lyrics

[Hook - 2x]
Maabin, in the streets, until we die
No more dope selling or robbing
We platinum and gold
That to make them diamonds shine

[Z-Ro]
I bleed the block not with the rocks, I bleed with the candy paint
Sipping promethazine codeine, with a jolly rancher with a danded drank
Telling all foes, got my eyes closed and a fifth done got me numb
On the cool feeling dumb but I'm still on no, come ready to watch you get done
I'm thinking thoed about to unload, on anything that don't mind
Trying to slap patches up out your hair, better say a prayer to somebody to find
But you can't because you the demon, Frankincense got you on the run
Forever living in fear your life, that's why your coward a__ keep a gun
You can run but I'm gon walk you down, where the f___ you think you gon go
I got connect in every state, city and town, from here to Akapoko
You choose to play put on your game face, it's bout to be a grudge match
I guarantee if I bust first, there ain't gon be no busting back
I shoot to kill I don't shoot to hurt, I wear the pants I don't wear the skirt
Do you really must know to use a gun, and if so did you ever put in work
Hell nah, y'all n____z be g_______ing out of the garage faking it
Dodging shots everyday from real n____z, y'all barely making it

[Hook - 2x]

[Dougie D]
Finally ain't no mo' jacking and robbing, or selling dope out on the corners
We can live how we wanna live, and blow big marijuana
Maabin' till I die, all of the streets b____ can you feel me
Yeah I'ma do the d___ thang, trunk knocking hole can you hear me
I'm a Southside G, steady flipping and flossing the L-T-B
D-O to the U to the G-I-E, nothing but a G baby that's all that I can be
I can only be me, if it ain't platinum it must be gold, dollas gon shine
Twinkle and glow, so s___ we must expose
Chopping the game up on you hoes, that is the way for toll
And I'ma keep shining and grinding, always on you hoes
m_________ers be loving how cool I be, boy don't get it twisted
Cause a n____ won't hesitate to pull the infrared beam out his ?pentos scene?
This is on all my G's, we gon continue to mash
Stacking our cash forever, because we

[Hook - 2x]

[Trae]
Still in to win I'ma hold it down, I got a AK that'll make em move around
Like a track star ducking low, hopping high rolling on the flo'
You b__ping gums steady talking down, on n____ what you know about us
And what you know about the 17 shot, c___ed back that I'm fin to bust
I'm a Southsider screen shiner, with a remote in the seat recliner
Blue over gray in a Pathfinder, tinted up on the block grinder
Block bleeder, trunk waver, DVD and a PC playa
Pimping the pin and a mic breaker, cross skater hollin' at you later
Slab shaking out the renegader, body rocking on the equator
Like Al Kapone I'm living thoed, in a dream home with a elevator
Guerilla n____ fin to come and get you, take you out the picture like a X friend
For the divedends you f___ed up, cause Guerilla Maab clicked up again
Like the Wu-Tang, you better respect our name we all real
And if you wasn't killed on another page, we still be wrecking your grill
Feel that and get back, on my block we kill the chit-chat
Doing out thang then go to sit back, I know they toll y'all we could do that

[Hook - 2x]