Guerilla Maab

Guerilla Maab - Jealouse Niggas songtekst

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[talking]

I wanna say what's up to my niggas, but I forgot

Seem like all my niggas acting funny lately

Know I'm saying, you gotta be careful who you give

A motherfucking shout out to these days

Motherfuckers'll turn on you after the

Motherfucking tape drop, know I'm saying

Remember "Dedicated 2 U", all you soft ass

Pussy foot ass niggas, well this one

Dedicated to all y'all, hold up



[Z-Ro]

Jealousy and envy is surrounding me, try to keep it on the low

But the hate reveals the anger found in me, though I try to let go

Everybody wanna bump up, they got something to say, said I tried to let go 

Everybody that'll bump up, better have something to spray

In the midst of confusion, I'ma be ready for war no faking and flinching

Looking at a G, cause a G be looking like 

A million dollas, worth of straight pimping

Not telling a lie but I'ma tell the truth, these cats be living in sin

Could it be I sweared the jaw, but I'ma lose the tooth

With a fist I'm hitting his chin, who's afraid of the big bad beam 

That's shining like the burning sun, you's afraid

That I got a little mo' green, mad cause you ain't making none

Worried about the wrong thang, better mind your business

'Fore I mind it fo' you, fuck around and go to let loose

I ball with a beam, Z-Ro gon shine it for you

Fuck around and blaze a blunt, then I'ma pull a stunt

On the first and fifteenth, of the month

It's no need to front, it's no need to lie

So craftier, I'm ahead of my peers

Tell me why they wanna hate, trying to take what's mine

But I'm still on my toes, I take notes on hoes

That wanna get in my business, they stick they nose

But I'ma be strapped, with a salary cap

And turn all my partnas, straight to hoes



[Hook]

Look at all these niggas, surrounding me everyday

Better take ten paces back, I think I just might spray

Look at all these niggas, I can't take it no more

That's why my mug stay mean, with infrared beam

Cause it ain't no love no more-oooore



[Trae]

Everybody wanna turn they back on me

Better yet, they living a fantasy

Even niggas I thought, was down with me

Fin to end up, living reality

So deep in the mind, I'm so ready to click

And they wanna take that chance, to plex

Yelling out you my friend, nigga fuck you bitch

I gotta make divid-ends, stacking my ends

You don't wanna knock the best, and get put to rest

Nigga you so shife, get to where you got to go

If I see you again, you'll never breathe again

And try to take me out, you'll never win

See I'm a killa for real, with a skill I can't lose

Better get a bigger bitch, that'll pay your dues

I'm a nigga from the Maab, that'll check the front

You better pray to God, that you make it to choose

To save your blood, when it's time to leave

'Fore you be living so far, with a trick in the sleeve

Believe me, you'll burn for the misbehaving

And invading the hell, of my privacy

Knocking me, gotta keep my mama my riches

Ain't nan nigga, fin to stop the Trae

That's why I be solo, one deep on a mission

And living it, just to get paid



[Hook x2]

Stop that fronting bitch, you ain't down

Before you, lose your life



[Z-Ro]

Too many niggas around me

Will make my brain, come at my fist to swang

Slapping patches out these motherfuckers

Getting cuts from diamonds, in my pinky ring

And I really don't give a damn, really don't give a fuck

Bitch, you think I'ma play

Cause I really don't like, anybody in the way

Better smoke a sherm and calm down, I'm ready to spray

Everybody wanna say they my niggas

Son of a bitches, sure can lie nigga

Trying to get a good point, in the public eye

Steady trying to get a piece of my pie nigga

But I'ma ride nigga, so stay out nigga

Because a nigga, done broke your jaw nigga

Never pull my piece, to get applause nigga

I put a bullet between your eyes, right nigga

These cats wanna take me, off my game

Cause a nigga from the hood, that'll look some good

That done made some change, everybody wanna

Look at the fame, but that shit don't stop the pain

Everybody wanna take me off my game

Cause a nigga from the hood, that'll look some good

That done made some change, wanna look at

Material thangs, but that shit don't stop the pain



[Hook]

Look at all these niggas, surrounding me everyday

Better take ten paces back, I think I just might spray

Look at all these niggas, I can't take it no more

That's why my mug stay mean, with infrared beam

Cause it ain't no love no more-oooore



Fuck friends I said, your own partnas

Will be the reason, that you fall

My reply to you, is fuck em all

You gotta keep your mind on your bitches

And fake bitch made niggas, and crooked cops

Tell em, bitch I'm in a rush to ball [x2]



[talking]

Yeah bitch, still dedicated to you fake ass

Studio bump ass type niggas

Shife ass bitches, peep game recognize

Maab on the rise baby, for real
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