I Found Me
作词 : Joseph Wayne McVey
作曲 : Joseph Wayne McVey
 Man ************* y'all..
 
 
[Z-Ro]
 ************* ************* all y'all
 ************* all these *************z, and ************* all these hoes
 If I needed a ride, I called on *************z
 If I wanted some ass, I called on hoes
 But not no mo' though, I get around in a tinted out fo' do'
 And ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang
 Don't ************* with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love
 Razor blade to the wrist, damn near lost all of my blood
 This is to all my thugs, ************* ya'll *************z
 Y'all just come around, cause I got them drugs
 When all my drugs gone, ************* all my thugs gone
 And I'm scared to eat, the last of the bread and the butter
 Because after that, all the god damn bud gone
 I'm a mo'******g struggler, I wish I was a bubbler
 Mama said that, it would it be days like this
 But not a life like this, so I take a knife like this and slice like this
 Take life like this, ************* around and I take my own life like this
 Or click me a ************* *************, in the windpipe like this
 That's right *************, I'm a ignant son of a *************
 And I do click quick, it might be halves and zones
 To break a ************* bones, but never be stones and sticks
 I ain't the *************t *************, I'm the mother******g commode
 And ************* everybody that ain't Z-Ro, that's on my soul
 Finally, I found me
 
 
[Hook x2]
 Man *************, finally I found me
 Man ************* you hoes, I found me
 
 
[Z-Ro]
 I use to be a cool cat
 Now a victim of the blues cat
 I got tired of mother******s, taking a ************* for granted
 All I got is my mind, I can't lose that
 I'ma use that, even though a ************* mind gone
 It ain't lost, cause I know where it's at
 Just on another level than boys, around here
 For the paper stack, cause I'ma go where it's at
 I sound like a (big *************), but I'm a (lil *************)
 Damn though, some of y'all try to bo'gaurd
 Piss a ************* off and get that ass caught, late night
 On the backstreets, hollin' oh Lord
 It ain't no mercy, I still wanna see you bleed
 Because, I don't give a damn no more
 *************z see 3D-2, and but hollin' out ************* you hoes
 Finally, I found me
 
 
[Trae]
 It's still Guerilla Maab, and ain't a damn thang changed
 I just peeped the game, and these *************z be *************fe
 Over the years, I seen a lot of *************z turn fake
 Riding thick on the cool, and then I have to erase
 You see me and the Maab, done learned without a thang
 Man most of these *************z, be around for the fame
 It ain't no more love, therefor if you ain't kin
 And if you get up in mine, you gon meet your end
 I'm one of a kind, I think you better check yourself
 And it don't mean a damn thang, if I shake your hand
 If I ain't too enthused, and I got on a mean mask
 You better stay on note, cause I'll beat your ass
 It's Guerilla Maab this, and Guerilla Maab that
 I think you better get back, and shut the ************* up
 For you straight step off, and get ****** up
 ************* Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take nuts
 So don't come around now *************
 When you showed everybody, all kinds of love
 And I ain't got none left, didn't nobody wanna care
 How we thug, that's why I'm fin to be alone till I meet my death
 Everybody we was cool with, ************* you too
 And everybody who was hating us, ************* you too
 It just took a little time, for me to find myself
 And that's why we getting rich off ourself
 
 
[Hook x2]
 
 
[Z-Ro]
 Better watch your back, and identify yourself
 ************* one mo' step, and I'ma ****** back every weapon
 I pack, ************* around and fr-fry yourself
 A punk ass patty melt, no remorses gon be felt
 When I be dealing, with a less than G individual
 Nothing but a AK shot, is gon be felt
 I never did trust no *************, and I don't trust no *************
 ************* all of my associates, but in a life of a life
 This mother****** like me, you get what you suppose to get
 ************* in the middle of the fo'head, I wanna see my foes dead
 And I smoke, one of these old busted up ass hoes
 Old trailer trash ass hoes, I live life one deep
 And I don't speak to the Nankeen no mo', ************* they know
 Coming around my neck of the woods, is a no-no
 Cause I got a 4-4, lay low please
 Everytime I open my mouth, mo'******s would never believe
 That's why a ************* trip a lil bit, with a razor blade
 And the reason, I wear long sleeves
 Y'all can't help me, I don't want your help
 I just want some, leave me alone
 I don't wanna go to the club, I'm cool in the streets
 *************, just leave me to roam
 Don't call my cell phone, give folk don't give a damn
 If I get one in my dome, ************* you dealing
 Y'all don't understand my zone, finally I found me
 
 
[Hook x4]
 
 
[Talking]
 This Ridgemont 4 forever, Z-Ro
 The mother******g Crooked, know I'm saying
 I ain't having that riff-raff man, I don't buy wolf tickets
 You know I'm saying, so send the hoes to another
 *************, you feel me, it's 2K1 *************, forever
 Screwed Up Click, my *************z ain't going nowhere
 Still chopping with Double D *************, tap tap