Текст песни Guerilla Maab - Maabin
Guerilla Maab - Maabin слова песни
[Hook - 2x]Maabin, in the streets, until we dieNo more dope selling or robbingWe platinum and goldThat to make them diamonds shine[Z-Ro]I bleed the block not with the rocks, I bleed with the candy paintSipping promethazine codeine, with a jolly rancher with a danded drankTelling all foes, got my eyes closed and a fifth done got me numbOn the cool feeling dumb but I`m still on no, come ready to watch you get doneI`m thinking thoed about to unload, on anything that don`t mindTrying to slap patches up out your hair, better say a prayer to somebody to findBut you can`t because you the demon, Frankincense got you on the runForever living in fear your life, that`s why your coward ass keep a gunYou can run but I`m gon walk you down, where the fuck you think you gon goI got connect in every state, city and town, from here to AkapokoYou choose to play put on your game face, it`s bout to be a grudge matchI guarantee if I bust first, there ain`t gon be no busting backI shoot to kill I don`t shoot to hurt, I wear the pants I don`t wear the skirtDo you really must know to use a gun, and if so did you ever put in workHell nah, y`all niggaz be gangbanging out of the garage faking itDodging shots everyday from real niggaz, y`all barely making it[Hook - 2x][Dougie D]Finally ain`t no mo` jacking and robbing, or selling dope out on the cornersWe can live how we wanna live, and blow big marijuanaMaabin` till I die, all of the streets bitch can you feel meYeah I`ma do the damn thang, trunk knocking hole can you hear meI`m a Southside G, steady flipping and flossing the L-T-BD-O to the U to the G-I-E, nothing but a G baby that`s all that I can beI can only be me, if it ain`t platinum it must be gold, dollas gon shineTwinkle and glow, so shit we must exposeChopping the game up on you hoes, that is the way for tollAnd I`ma keep shining and grinding, always on you hoesMotherfuckers be loving how cool I be, boy don`t get it twistedCause a nigga won`t hesitate to pull the infrared beam out his ?pentos scene?This is on all my G`s, we gon continue to mashStacking 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 aroundLike a track star ducking low, hopping high rolling on the flo`You bumping gums steady talking down, on nigga what you know about usAnd what you know about the 17 shot, cocked back that I`m fin to bustI`m a Southsider screen shiner, with a remote in the seat reclinerBlue over gray in a Pathfinder, tinted up on the block grinderBlock bleeder, trunk waver, DVD and a PC playaPimping the pin and a mic breaker, cross skater hollin` at you laterSlab shaking out the renegader, body rocking on the equatorLike Al Kapone I`m living thoed, in a dream home with a elevatorGuerilla nigga fin to come and get you, take you out the picture like a X friendFor the divedends you fucked up, cause Guerilla Maab clicked up againLike the Wu-Tang, you better respect our name we all realAnd if you wasn`t killed on another page, we still be wrecking your grillFeel that and get back, on my block we kill the chit-chatDoing out thang then go to sit back, I know they toll y`all we could do that[Hook - 2x]