[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 claiming

A name in vein nigga you ain't never witnessed the pain

But I got a diploma for making bitch niggas hold they jaw

When I pull a nine out, I'ma find out witch nigga told the law

When my homie was located incarcerated and simming on one

It's like going from heaven to slum, motherfucker now you know

This is dedicated to you, dear bitch

This is dedicated to the coward niggas of your click

Then jamming out killing to go and get the motherfuckers

but they fin to feel approach from behind

For the mighty motherfuckin power ranger danger becuase of my anger

Never been stranger to run in the chamber so run

Or I'll be coming across the chamber with my gun

No coming back, welcome to my world, I'll show you pain you never seen

Or slapping patches out of niggas and we mean it when we scream it

Never be given a good god damn so don't they go and get us started

Now it's time to show these niggas we the hardest

all I want to know is are you down 


[Chorus - 2x]

How many niggas want to ride with me

They say my mob is a threat to society

Because we mobbing in masks

Get the gauge and we blast 

And quick to put a motherfucker on his ass

Are you down


[Trae: Geurilla Maab]

Now which one of you niggas is fake

and tell me which one of you niggas are real

I might now find out now

but I guarantee if you cause me then I got your grill

Cause I don't feel, a nigga should chill, with me still

For me, smile in my face and stabbed me in my back seat

Obviously, that nigga ain't down with me

And he ain't who he claim to be, but it ain't no game to me

I 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 me

To set me up for a homicide or robbery

But it ain't no thang to me, cause I got my family

Killa Klan and Geurilla Maab coming cotastraphy

You get snatched if we, feel you less than a man

I'm in a clan where niggas trained to kill with that by hand

But they don't understand, untill they been there

Are 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 fake

How many more chins willI have to check

untill the bones in my wrist and my fist finally break

But I was born, as a child of the corn

Now between heaven and hell I'm torn and trapped in a motherfucking storm

I'm ready to kill and I'm ready to die, my mind is constantly gone on fry

You laughed when I bumped you off

then I jumped you off thinking it's about time

To close shop, get the nine glock, put a nigga in a pop box

I need some gin, instead of rate

the murder death kill of a nigga that really won't breath again

But there ain't another nigga that's as cold as I

And I'm gone hold on to my geurillas untill I'm told to die

But motherfuckers be coming in sets when they be rolling by

But motherfuckers are horizontal with a swollen eye 

I'ma keep me a lean on rubatussin, got to keep me a glock that I be busting

I got to to keep my eyes open wider, motherfuckers be thinking they Mckeiver

Pull a stunt got a trick up they sleeve

hate me motherfuckers don't like breathing

When a geurilla like me never be leaving

I got a man with a verse that I be reading but are you down 


[Chorus - 4x]