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I Found Me

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  • 作词 : Joseph Wayne McVey
    作曲 : Joseph Wayne McVey
    Man ************* y'all..


    [Z-Ro]
    ************* ************* all y'all
    ************* all these *************z, and ************* all these hoes
    If I needed a ride, I called on *************z
    If I wanted some ass, I called on hoes
    But not no mo' though, I get around in a tinted out fo' do'
    And ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang
    Don't ************* with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love
    Razor blade to the wrist, damn near lost all of my blood
    This is to all my thugs, ************* ya'll *************z
    Y'all just come around, cause I got them drugs
    When all my drugs gone, ************* all my thugs gone
    And I'm scared to eat, the last of the bread and the butter
    Because after that, all the god damn bud gone
    I'm a mo'******g struggler, I wish I was a bubbler
    Mama said that, it would it be days like this
    But not a life 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 ************* *************, in the windpipe like this
    That's right *************, I'm a ignant son of a *************
    And I do click quick, it might be halves and zones
    To break a ************* bones, but never be stones and sticks
    I ain't the *************t *************, I'm the mother******g commode
    And ************* everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul
    Finally, I found me


    [Hook x2]
    Man *************, finally I found me
    Man ************* you hoes, I found me


    [Z-Ro]
    I use to be a cool cat
    Now a victim of the blues cat
    I got tired of mother******s, taking a ************* for granted
    All I got is my mind, I can't lose that
    I'ma use that, even though a ************* mind gone
    It ain't lost, cause I know where it's at
    Just on another level than boys, around here
    For the paper stack, cause I'ma go where it's at
    I sound like a (big *************), but I'm a (lil *************)
    Damn though, some of y'all try to bo'gaurd
    Piss a ************* off and get that ass caught, late night
    On the backstreets, hollin' oh Lord
    It ain't no mercy, I still wanna see you bleed
    Because, I don't give a damn no more
    *************z see 3D-2, and but hollin' out ************* you hoes
    Finally, I found me


    [Trae]
    It's still Guerilla Maab, and ain't a damn thang changed
    I just peeped the game, and these *************z be *************fe
    Over the years, I seen a lot of *************z turn fake
    Riding thick on the cool, and then I have to erase
    You see me and the Maab, done learned without a thang
    Man most of these *************z, be around for the fame
    It ain't no more love, therefor if you ain't kin
    And if you get up in mine, you gon meet your end
    I'm one of a kind, I think you better check yourself
    And it don't mean a damn thang, if I shake your hand
    If I ain't too enthused, and I got on a mean mask
    You better stay on note, cause I'll beat your ass
    It's Guerilla Maab this, and Guerilla Maab that
    I think you better get back, and shut the ************* up
    For you straight step off, and get ****** up
    ************* Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take nuts
    So don't come around now *************
    When you showed everybody, all kinds of love
    And I ain't got none left, didn't nobody wanna care
    How we thug, that's why I'm fin to be alone till I meet my death
    Everybody we was cool with, ************* you too
    And everybody who was hating us, ************* you too
    It just took a little time, for me to find myself
    And that's why we getting rich off ourself


    [Hook x2]


    [Z-Ro]
    Better watch your back, and identify yourself
    ************* one mo' step, and I'ma ****** back every weapon
    I pack, ************* around and fr-fry yourself
    A punk ass patty melt, no remorses gon be felt
    When I be dealing, with a less than G individual
    Nothing but a AK shot, is gon be felt
    I never did trust no *************, and I don't trust no *************
    ************* all of my associates, but in a life of a life
    This mother****** like me, you get what you suppose to get
    ************* in the middle of the fo'head, I wanna see my foes dead
    And I smoke, one of these old busted up ass hoes
    Old trailer trash ass hoes, I live life one deep
    And I don't speak to the Nankeen no mo', ************* they know
    Coming around my neck of the woods, is a no-no
    Cause I got a 4-4, lay low please
    Everytime I open my mouth, mo'******s would never believe
    That's why a ************* trip a lil bit, with a razor blade
    And the reason, I wear long sleeves
    Y'all can't help me, I don't want your help
    I just want some, leave me alone
    I don't wanna go to the club, I'm cool in the streets
    *************, just leave me to roam
    Don't call my cell phone, give folk don't give a damn
    If I get one in my dome, ************* you dealing
    Y'all don't understand my zone, finally I found me


    [Hook x4]


    [Talking]
    This Ridgemont 4 forever, Z-Ro
    The mother******g Crooked, know I'm saying
    I ain't having that riff-raff man, I don't buy wolf tickets
    You know I'm saying, so send the hoes to another
    *************, you feel me, it's 2K1 *************, forever
    Screwed Up Click, my *************z ain't going nowhere
    Still chopping with Double D *************, tap tap
  • 作词 : Joseph Wayne McVey
    作曲 : Joseph Wayne McVey
    Man ************* y'all..


    [Z-Ro]
    ************* ************* all y'all
    ************* all these *************z, and ************* all these hoes
    If I needed a ride, I called on *************z
    If I wanted some ass, I called on hoes
    But not no mo' though, I get around in a tinted out fo' do'
    And ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang
    Don't ************* with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love
    Razor blade to the wrist, damn near lost all of my blood
    This is to all my thugs, ************* ya'll *************z
    Y'all just come around, cause I got them drugs
    When all my drugs gone, ************* all my thugs gone
    And I'm scared to eat, the last of the bread and the butter
    Because after that, all the god damn bud gone
    I'm a mo'******g struggler, I wish I was a bubbler
    Mama said that, it would it be days like this
    But not a life 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 ************* *************, in the windpipe like this
    That's right *************, I'm a ignant son of a *************
    And I do click quick, it might be halves and zones
    To break a ************* bones, but never be stones and sticks
    I ain't the *************t *************, I'm the mother******g commode
    And ************* everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul
    Finally, I found me


    [Hook x2]
    Man *************, finally I found me
    Man ************* you hoes, I found me


    [Z-Ro]
    I use to be a cool cat
    Now a victim of the blues cat
    I got tired of mother******s, taking a ************* for granted
    All I got is my mind, I can't lose that
    I'ma use that, even though a ************* mind gone
    It ain't lost, cause I know where it's at
    Just on another level than boys, around here
    For the paper stack, cause I'ma go where it's at
    I sound like a (big *************), but I'm a (lil *************)
    Damn though, some of y'all try to bo'gaurd
    Piss a ************* off and get that ass caught, late night
    On the backstreets, hollin' oh Lord
    It ain't no mercy, I still wanna see you bleed
    Because, I don't give a damn no more
    *************z see 3D-2, and but hollin' out ************* you hoes
    Finally, I found me


    [Trae]
    It's still Guerilla Maab, and ain't a damn thang changed
    I just peeped the game, and these *************z be *************fe
    Over the years, I seen a lot of *************z turn fake
    Riding thick on the cool, and then I have to erase
    You see me and the Maab, done learned without a thang
    Man most of these *************z, be around for the fame
    It ain't no more love, therefor if you ain't kin
    And if you get up in mine, you gon meet your end
    I'm one of a kind, I think you better check yourself
    And it don't mean a damn thang, if I shake your hand
    If I ain't too enthused, and I got on a mean mask
    You better stay on note, cause I'll beat your ass
    It's Guerilla Maab this, and Guerilla Maab that
    I think you better get back, and shut the ************* up
    For you straight step off, and get ****** up
    ************* Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take nuts
    So don't come around now *************
    When you showed everybody, all kinds of love
    And I ain't got none left, didn't nobody wanna care
    How we thug, that's why I'm fin to be alone till I meet my death
    Everybody we was cool with, ************* you too
    And everybody who was hating us, ************* you too
    It just took a little time, for me to find myself
    And that's why we getting rich off ourself


    [Hook x2]


    [Z-Ro]
    Better watch your back, and identify yourself
    ************* one mo' step, and I'ma ****** back every weapon
    I pack, ************* around and fr-fry yourself
    A punk ass patty melt, no remorses gon be felt
    When I be dealing, with a less than G individual
    Nothing but a AK shot, is gon be felt
    I never did trust no *************, and I don't trust no *************
    ************* all of my associates, but in a life of a life
    This mother****** like me, you get what you suppose to get
    ************* in the middle of the fo'head, I wanna see my foes dead
    And I smoke, one of these old busted up ass hoes
    Old trailer trash ass hoes, I live life one deep
    And I don't speak to the Nankeen no mo', ************* they know
    Coming around my neck of the woods, is a no-no
    Cause I got a 4-4, lay low please
    Everytime I open my mouth, mo'******s would never believe
    That's why a ************* trip a lil bit, with a razor blade
    And the reason, I wear long sleeves
    Y'all can't help me, I don't want your help
    I just want some, leave me alone
    I don't wanna go to the club, I'm cool in the streets
    *************, just leave me to roam
    Don't call my cell phone, give folk don't give a damn
    If I get one in my dome, ************* you dealing
    Y'all don't understand my zone, finally I found me


    [Hook x4]


    [Talking]
    This Ridgemont 4 forever, Z-Ro
    The mother******g Crooked, know I'm saying
    I ain't having that riff-raff man, I don't buy wolf tickets
    You know I'm saying, so send the hoes to another
    *************, you feel me, it's 2K1 *************, forever
    Screwed Up Click, my *************z ain't going nowhere
    Still chopping with Double D *************, tap tap