Текст песни Z-Ro f Guerilla Maab - R U Down
Z-Ro f Guerilla Maab - R U Down слова песни
[Z-Ro]Stained all broke ass niggas in my mix, mix[Z-Ro]I heard a stranger say geurilla till I die but motherfuckers be claimingA name in vein nigga you ain`t never witnessed the painBut I got a diploma for making bitch niggas hold they jawWhen I pull a nine out, I`ma find out witch nigga told the lawWhen my homie was located incarcerated and simming on oneIt`s like going from heaven to slum, motherfucker now you knowThis is dedicated to you, dear bitchThis is dedicated to the coward niggas of your clickThen jamming out killing to go and get the motherfuckersbut they fin to feel approach from behindFor the mighty motherfuckin power ranger danger becuase of my angerNever been stranger to run in the chamber so runOr I`ll be coming across the chamber with my gunNo coming back, welcome to my world, I`ll show you pain you never seenOr slapping patches out of niggas and we mean it when we scream itNever be given a good god damn so don`t they go and get us startedNow it`s time to show these niggas we the hardestall I want to know is are you down [Chorus - 2x]How many niggas want to ride with meThey say my mob is a threat to societyBecause we mobbing in masksGet the gauge and we blast And quick to put a motherfucker on his assAre you down[Trae: Geurilla Maab]Now which one of you niggas is fakeand tell me which one of you niggas are realI might now find out nowbut I guarantee if you cause me then I got your grillCause I don`t feel, a nigga should chill, with me stillFor me, smile in my face and stabbed me in my back seatObviously, that nigga ain`t down with meAnd he ain`t who he claim to be, but it ain`t no game to meI take it seriously, and keep my eyes on my motherfucking enemies[Geurilla Maab]Got to keep my distance g, cause i know they plotting on meTo set me up for a homicide or robberyBut it ain`t no thang to me, cause I got my familyKilla Klan and Geurilla Maab coming cotastraphyYou get snatched if we, feel you less than a manI`m in a clan where niggas trained to kill with that by handBut they don`t understand, untill they been thereAre you down or what, cause if not than beware[Chorus - 2x][Z-Ro}Stained all broke ass niggas in my mix, mix[Z-Ro]Now most of the time I`m by myself cause all of my friends are fakeHow many more chins willI have to checkuntill the bones in my wrist and my fist finally breakBut I was born, as a child of the cornNow between heaven and hell I`m torn and trapped in a motherfucking stormI`m ready to kill and I`m ready to die, my mind is constantly gone on fryYou laughed when I bumped you offthen I jumped you off thinking it`s about timeTo close shop, get the nine glock, put a nigga in a pop boxI need some gin, instead of ratethe murder death kill of a nigga that really won`t breath againBut there ain`t another nigga that`s as cold as IAnd I`m gone hold on to my geurillas untill I`m told to dieBut motherfuckers be coming in sets when they be rolling byBut motherfuckers are horizontal with a swollen eye I`ma keep me a lean on rubatussin, got to keep me a glock that I be bustingI got to to keep my eyes open wider, motherfuckers be thinking they MckeiverPull a stunt got a trick up they sleevehate me motherfuckers don`t like breathingWhen a geurilla like me never be leavingI got a man with a verse that I be reading but are you down [Chorus - 4x]