[evil laughing]



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Bitch go hard, or you'll go home

If you can't handle it uh-uh don't touch it, leave it alone

This some grown man shit, no reason why you involved

Never send a lil' boy, to do a grown man's job



[Dougie D]

It's the Dougie Deekie from your booty, up to you madula-oblan-gata

Putting shit up on your mind, keeping it liver

Their my competition, competition ain't rock shit

We get these bitches dizzy, run circles round em and shit

What you going harder, before me and the mo'

I'm trying to get money, that's stacked up from the roof to the flo'

I wear a size 12-10, from the heel to the toe

I'm kicking down do's in the industry, yelling they want flows

Get-in and go's, haters I'm exposing you hoes

I'm too motherfucking advanced in my game, for you hoes

Any bitch made niggaz, ain't never touching my level

Murdering motherfuckers, so call me the Paul wheels

Going hard on the hands, going hard on the heat

Going hard on the dro, and them bottles of codeine

Going hard on the bar, like I'm full of that G.C

Swimming all through your bar, like the captain of swim team

And my diamonds bling-bling, so fuck it I shine on em

Since Dougie is a rider, no choice but to ride on em

See them 22's up on there on that truck, I slide on em

Ain't no other way I could have it, I'm going hard on em



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[Dougie D]

Bitch, I done told you hoes already

I've been in the game too long, to leave and be not wealthy

Dougie D been on the grind, since 1999

The Guerilla Maab Rise, bitch I've been holding it down

Nigga please, how in the hell do you figga you fucking with me

I'm the cataracts on eyes, most making it hard to see

I pass on your little sins, so fast that you call me

While I'm on fire, burning the nation industries

OK, you can play if you wanna

I fuck around with nothing but guerillas, some gone on that water

Got the nine mili fitted, under the linen and denim

Ready to bust me a winning, if one of these niggaz tripping

I don't know what it is, that you niggaz be hearing

If you ain't feeling me now, you will in a minute

I don't rap game better, Guerilla Maab slab rider

When it comes to going hard, ain't no problem bitch I got it



[Hook x2]



[Dougie D]

Motherfucker now look, when is you bitches is gon learn

I'm tired of telling you hoes, bitch I got paper to earn

I'm a god damn fool with it, doing my due with it

Get funky like elephant shit, and flies to pigeons

You don't really wanna try, to take it to the extreme

Cause if you take it to the extreme, it's gauge with a beam

Splitting his spleen, flying automatic machines

Me and my team on the grind, mash for the cream

Don't be asking who that jamming, pay attention and listen

That's Dougie from Guerilla Maab, Slow Loud And Bangin' you feel me

Going hard in the winter, fall, spring or the summer

It don't matter what it is, I'm going hard and all over

Making motherfuckers wonder, but my name ain't Stevie

Sending motherfuckers home, cause going hard ain't easy

It's your nigga Dougie Deezie, fa sheezy keeping it greasy

Can that boy go hard, yep please believe me



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