Maabin

[Hook - 2x]<br>Maabin, in the streets, until we die<br>No more dope selling or robbing<br>We platinum and gold<br>That to make them diamonds shine<br><br>[Z-Ro]<br>I bleed the block not with the rocks, I bleed with the candy paint<br>Sipping promethazine codeine, with a jolly rancher with a danded drank<br>Telling all foes, got my eyes closed and a fifth done got me numb<br>On the cool feeling dumb but I`m still on no, come ready to watch you get done<br>I`m thinking thoed about to unload, on anything that don`t mind<br>Trying to slap patches up out your hair, better say a prayer to somebody to find<br>But you can`t because you the demon, Frankincense got you on the run<br>Forever living in fear your life, that`s why your coward ass keep a gun<br>You can run but I`m gon walk you down, where the fuck you think you gon go<br>I got connect in every state, city and town, from here to Akapoko<br>You choose to play put on your game face, it`s bout to be a grudge match<br>I guarantee if I bust first, there ain`t gon be no busting back<br>I shoot to kill I don`t shoot to hurt, I wear the pants I don`t wear the skirt<br>Do you really must know to use a gun, and if so did you ever put in work<br>Hell nah, y`all niggaz be gangbanging out of the garage faking it<br>Dodging shots everyday from real niggaz, y`all barely making it<br><br>[Hook - 2x]<br><br>[Dougie D]<br>Finally ain`t no mo` jacking and robbing, or selling dope out on the corners<br>We can live how we wanna live, and blow big marijuana<br>Maabin` till I die, all of the streets bitch can you feel me<br>Yeah I`ma do the damn thang, trunk knocking hole can you hear me<br>I`m a Southside G, steady flipping and flossing the L-T-B<br>D-O to the U to the G-I-E, nothing but a G baby that`s all that I can be<br>I can only be me, if it ain`t platinum it must be gold, dollas gon shine<br>Twinkle and glow, so shit we must expose<br>Chopping the game up on you hoes, that is the way for toll<br>And I`ma keep shining and grinding, always on you hoes<br>Motherfuckers be loving how cool I be, boy don`t get it twisted<br>Cause a nigga won`t hesitate to pull the infrared beam out his ?pentos scene?<br>This is on all my G`s, we gon continue to mash<br>Stacking our cash forever, because we<br><br>[Hook - 2x]<br><br>[Trae]<br>Still in to win I`ma hold it down, I got a AK that`ll make em move around<br>Like a track star ducking low, hopping high rolling on the flo`<br>You bumping gums steady talking down, on nigga what you know about us<br>And what you know about the 17 shot, cocked back that I`m fin to bust<br>I`m a Southsider screen shiner, with a remote in the seat recliner<br>Blue over gray in a Pathfinder, tinted up on the block grinder<br>Block bleeder, trunk waver, DVD and a PC playa<br>Pimping the pin and a mic breaker, cross skater hollin` at you later<br>Slab shaking out the renegader, body rocking on the equator<br>Like Al Kapone I`m living thoed, in a dream home with a elevator<br>Guerilla nigga fin to come and get you, take you out the picture like a X friend<br>For the divedends you fucked up, cause Guerilla Maab clicked up again<br>Like the Wu-Tang, you better respect our name we all real<br>And if you wasn`t killed on another page, we still be wrecking your grill<br>Feel that and get back, on my block we kill the chit-chat<br>Doing out thang then go to sit back, I know they toll y`all we could do that<br><br>[Hook - 2x]