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guerilla maab - see me to my casket lyrics

[hook – 2x]
b-tch n-ggas, wanna see me in my casket
i swear to god, i’ma let a n-gga have it
guerilla maab, is what i’m yelling when i’m blasting
i hate you fake motherf-ckers with a p-ssion, now bring it on

[dougie d]
f-ckers we armed and dangerous, b-tch start
to your car, and stay far from us
always keeping my heater, in case a n-gga
wanna go to war with us, we mobbing cuz
f-ck what you n-ggas thought of us
get your brains knocked the f-ck out
when you f-cking round with us
n-gga we match you one, can’t f-ck with p-ssies
that’s acting one, only rainy days i commit
is my baby girl, that love me
if you f-cking with us, get your head drug into the dirt
all the matters get c-cked, and they busting
and burning till it hurt, i ain’t gon deal with that
i’ma fry a motherf-cker, with the biggest
some are b-tches, gon learn
by putting their nose up in my bidness
if you bringing war, you are tricking before you start
we got guerillas ready to mob, and mask up after dark
so get on your mark, you ain’t seldom ready we gone
you don’t want drama, then don’t be f-cking around with the maab
and i put this on my life, none of us in this sweet or nice
f-cking around with the best, and get you put up on ice

[hook – 2x]

step to us, and you’ll get tossed
bump your gums, and get hauled off
punk -ss b-tch, you’ll take a loss
for f-cking with us, f-cking with us – 2x

[trae]
thinking bout my life i blend it in with thugs, n-ggas outta line
thinking they can really f-ck with trae and doug
guerilla maab make us, i don’t give a d-mn bout who you is
better not come my way, and catch us spraying
running like he racing, giving you n-ggas a f-cking day
cause all the he say she say, you better come see my posse gang
before you be going off at the mouth, and 3d-2 gon get you tossed
i’m ready for war and bring it on
to the n-gga, that’s thinking that they better
i’m fin to put load holes in your sweater, with aggravated vendettas
k!llas and thug n-ggas, that’s ready to ride it out
blue and red f-ck going fed, this n-gga trae be busting heads
with g. maab i’m all in, b-tch n-ggas be hauling
till i be six feet up in a grave, i’m never falling
resurrection music group is what i represent, long as i’m still here
i’m gonna ride for my team, good times, life and cents
so motherf-ckers better be here no, cause y’all be f-cking up my zone
so you can go and call your people, and tell em you going home

[hook – 2x]

[trae]
to a n-gga thoughts, to a n-gga with att-tude
ever since my brother, got locked in the penn
i shed my tears with tattoos, on everything that i love
got 17 shots with a glock c-cked
fin to let off shots, and it won’t stop
ready to die for what i believe in, if its plex you gon get dropped
and you n-ggas out here i hate with a p-ssion, beleive that
you see that strap with a light on top, if you hating i beam that
guerilla maab till i can’t breathe no more, and i mean it motherf-cker
going off over the edge, and ready to smash on you d-ck suckers

[dougie d]
we gon bust, it ain’t no thang to us because you strange to us
infrareds and battalions, for k!llas and the stranglers
and biting manglers, inflicting you bodily harm
trauma centers get full, whenever we going to war
n-gga look f-ck your intros, we guerillas that’s packing pistols
ain’t excepting no church aggressions, that n-ggas slang with pencils
we run with a riot, lock and load the clip up aside
knocking your f-cking wig back, when you f-cking round with mine

[chorus – 2x]

step to us, and you’ll get tossed
bump your gums, and get hauled off
punk -ss b-tch, you’ll take a loss
for f-cking with us, f-cking with us – 2x

- guerilla maab lyrics

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