lirik lagu rain – guerilla warfare
uh, uh, uh
where the bad b-tches at?
the flyest one in the spot is sitting on my lap
click old body case, n-gg- get a’
leave with the swollen back, my hustle was still intact!
tap dance on the’ bet it’s still flip
hit therrose and the blow wanna feel trip
hit the city won’t stop to..
if a n-gg- try to rob me, i flip the kill switch!
never scared of the drama, that chopper pull out and b-m you
you might type a n-gg- momma, you’re on and get help for ransome
if my n-gg- facing twenty, murder the whole jury
before we let you take it from me!
say a prayer for me momma, am i losing it?
my family told me i’m crazy, so much i’m used to it!
posed to be moving in, now they’re questioning if i’m using it
‘starts maneuvering it,’
hook: (x2)
fresh like mannie v
chained like annie fritz
shoe box full of cash
dealer man hand me keys!
i’m hot, boy, guerilla warfare!
i said, i’m hot, boy, guerrilla warfare!
yeah, fresh about to chop old jet
that b-tch with the whooper stop all threats
no hate, we’re on our sh-t, we could stop all bets
no vacancy on my d-ck, tell them hop off, yes!
for real first and for most saluting free dg
hit you with 13, let ’em see bg
i only b-m nice mothers
wretched hoes, motherf-ckers
though i don’t like suckers, i get blown like covers.
got the money and the power, got the kush and the swishes
getting n-gg-s the -ss, you’re getting’ to more b-tches
keep it blinking the clutch, keep it splaying the dutch
‘on my clique, they get the d-ck with the’
stunning get me the green,
i’m put the b-tch in the gr-ss
gonna live for the team, put a clip in your -ss
while i shuffle the pound, i don’t knuckle around
you gonna buckle the grill if you f-ck on my rounds.
hook: (x2)
fresh like mannie v
chained like annie fritz
shoe box full of cash
dealer man hand me keys!
i’m hot, boy, guerilla warfare!
i said, i’m hot, boy, guerrilla warfare!
that’s you in that big body benz, huh?
can’t keep a girl, keep f-cking her friends, huh?
i got a lil name, they’re hearing what i’m saying, huh?
you feel like i’m a joke, you think that i’m playing around?
you got a sh-tting coming in, watch me stop that first!
fake big thomas for like they got that work
ever since the juvenile i’ve been hopping like turks
though when i leave here, let my connects drive my’
hundred miles, but i will fast lane till i’m outie
parking lot pimping while them b-tches talking about me
young wild n-gg-s hands rap like ‘
and i got some b-tches moving, work out like..
two twins, met them, we’re hustling like’
one cooking, one f-cking, man, they might have me
no male figure, so i treat them like daddy
we’re kicking like mike bradley to finish the night happy!
hook: (x2)
fresh like mannie v
chained like annie fritz
shoe box full of cash
dealer man hand me keys!
i’m hot, boy, guerilla warfare!
i said, i’m hot, boy, guerrilla warfare!
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