Текст песни Guerilla Maab f Pharoah - Who Dat, слова песни Guerilla Maab f Pharoah

Текст песни Guerilla Maab f Pharoah - Who Dat

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[Hook - 8x]Who dat wanna do dat, like run up on a niggaThat`ll bust, and make the crowd move back (who dat)[Pharoah]I got the recipe, to help a kilo swellLike seventy two O.C.`s, that potent shitImported from overseasRoll herb and the leaves, and blow the treesRunning with a clan, of them soldier G`sKilling niggaz in day, or the night timeWhen I`m running with a motherfucking 9 millimeterI`m Pharoah the six foot nineSouth Park slang, stain my brainNow I remain in a hell of a game, cause I stay forOne nation, under the grooveGetting down with the funk, by packing a toolLike a nigga in the trunk, when I`m jamming the ScrewGuerilla Maab and Killa Klan connectionFucking em up, like an infectionLeave dull, as a lethal injectionUnderground individualA nigga better get his god damn ass onIf he wanna last long, cause if he stick aroundWhen I get to dumping and blasting, his ass goneIt ain`t shit to me, to pull in the headBetter ask somebody, I`m a nigga that alwaysBe on top and thoed, waiting on one of you hoes to come try me[Trae]A motherfucker, coming up out of the gutterGuerilla militia, a thug niggaAin`t scared to pack triggas, or hunt niggazSlug niggaz run up on me niggaI`ma be a great nigga, flat lineAhead of my time we shut it down, what nowI`m a young type nigga, that be ready to clickToo quick, to let a nigga knock me outta my shitI fuck around and throw fists, till I damage they clickWho the nigga, that`d wanna get apartBetter take your time, we go hard in the paintNigga what you think we fell off, hell nawCause we been on the block, trying to collect my payMake dance what a nigga sayWhen I`m running on the block, with a AKGoing anyway, tell it`d be best not to play with TraeI ain`t got it all, stepping in my zone and yelling fuck y`allSo you better move around or get down, I ain`t playingWith one of em, I`m a head busterGotta lay low before I touch you, rubbing your gunsOr fuck around, and make a nigga punk rush youWith a automatic glock, I can`t stop and won`t like PacWhen it comes to the brain splitterYou oughtta be able to tell, Guerilla MaabAnd Street Military in the game, we`ll never fail[Hook - 8x][Dougie D]Who dat, wanna be fucking aroundWith a nigga, that be packing a glockWith a infrared dot, taking em out with one shotIt`s the Maab and that Military, and never gonna stopSo motherfuckers will bust spotsBehind enemy lines, we known to get downMotherfuckers be left running and move on roundFeel us now, repping the street life we will drop bombsTrying to play mind games, that`ll make a nigga have to find youNigga holla, nigga slide you, nigga put him up in the trunkAnd ride through H-Town, and then lied by bombsFor a nigga, y`all ain`t really ready for the entourageThe killas are what I bring, killas and blood spillers on my teamSqueezing these, to fulfill they dreamsI`m a thoed motherfucker, that`s known to drop bombsLike a nigga went bad, before VietnamRaining on parades, banging em ranging AK`sThat spray, you fuck around with the wrong ones play boysSay boy, my niggaz don`t play boy, hey boyI`m a nigga that`ll rough you up, and fuck you upAnd you don`t wanna play boy[Z-Ro]Bitch you better not be, playing with my lil broFuck around, and fill your body up with slugsComing around the corner, smoking on the marijuanaLooking for a son of a bitch, with a mugBut I gotta maintain, keeping my composureMilitary crawl down, Southside soldierPulling up on a motherfucker, that I opposition in a tankRunning everybody over, clover be wishing wellBetter bust bitch, cause I`ma bust bitchBetter duck quickly, and swiftlyI`ma continue my c.d.`s, fellas and split the DAnd that`s for dome, you better leave me aloneAnd get on, cause I`m a murder on mobsterEat steak and lobster, constantly takingYour merchandise, out of your cars soDon`t make a nigga carve youGive me that off your wrist, better not missCatch you up under your gun, look at how the blood run downYou got a gun, I got a gun nobody run nowWho dat wanna do dat, like run up on a niggaThat`ll bust, and make the crowd move backYou don`t wanna that red black, blue blackMotherfucker say who dat[Hook - 8x]

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