Guerilla Maab

Guerilla Maab - Stay Away From Me lyrics

Your rating:

  

 





Stay away from me [x4]


[Trae]

Guerilla Maab, coming up out the gates

It'd be best, to go and get out the way

Running around, with a K and don't play

All about Dougie D, Z-Ro and Trae

See we don't know, what the fuck you say

If I get agg'd, better move around cause I'm gonna spray

Starting from my own letter zone

Not too many people can relate

Didn't wanna say that I'm wrong

Cause I'm walking around, with a frown on my face

I know, you wanna hate me

But if you don't know, you better reach back to G


[Hook x2]

Stay away from me

You niggaz, oughtta know

Stay away from me

My pain, won't let me go

Stay away from me

It feels, like I'm going insane

Stay away from me

The streets, keep calling on me


[Trae]

I might as well recommend, you leave me the fuck alone

Before I get pissed off in the zone, running with chrome

Guerilla Maab niggaz, forever riding alone

Three deep off party, we ready to bring it on

We done been through too much, you niggaz done fucked up

The pain that's beside of me, is getting me pumped up

While some of you lucked up, and brought the pack back

But now we back kicking your ass, now how you like that

Z-Ro, Trae, Dougie D we number one

And on my life there ain't no fucking with me, nigga here we come

Leaving em stunned, verbally dropping another bomb

Till a the nigga get numb, you better get up and run

We ain't having it, platinum plack nigga we grabbing it

And stacking it, plack for plack keeping the billboards tracking it

The wildest microphones and nigga get the fuck on, you way outta your zone

We ahead of your league, ahead of your time

Or repping the release, my pain my reason for rhyme

And when a nigga fucking with mine, I flatten they line

I think you better get outta town, or real with mine

And I ain't fin to be laying it down, Guerilla Maab collide

Or fuck around with the Maab, and I bet that they'd never find you

Got em hanging they brains, to stay ready to slide you

Bitch ass niggaz, lace up and I'ma glide you


[Hook x2]


[Dougie D]

Now can you feel my pain

The way that we struggle, hustle grinding against the grain

Living a life oh, getting nothing but change

If it's pertaining to money, I gotta go get it mayn

Cause me and my niggaz, be getting down for these

And fucking with one of us, bitch you bound to bleed

Dougie D, Z-Ro, Trae M double A-B

Your best bet is, to stay away from me

I got no time, to be fucking around with you marks

Ain't got no time, to be fucking around with you punks

Ain't got no time, to be fucking around with you niggaz that be in the water

Looking up at us like a shark, and that one of us

Ain't running we are, motherfucker we Maab type Texas tough

Rough and stuff, don't fuck with us befo'

We bust the art of war, beams armed and dangerous

And it's a must, the K's and nines we bust

Putting niggaz in choke holds, throwing bows

Fuck boys up on sight, ready tomorrow

Stuff em in funnels, like some damn burritos

Cause all niggaz that's loud, been scared get disposed

I done told you once, and that's that

Stay away from me, 'fore your wig get smashed

Your mama know you son of a bitches, that's digging ditches

Stay away from me while I'm making my riches, what now (what now)


[Hook x2]


Stay away from me [x4]


You niggaz, oughtta know

My pain, won't let me go

It feels, like I'm going insane

The streets, keep calling on me [x2]
Get this song at:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: ?

Details:

Language: English

Share your thoughts

This form is protected by reCAPTCHA and the Google Privacy Policy and Terms of Service apply.

0 Comments found