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GUERILLA MAAB |
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Guerilla Maab - Fondren & Main |
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- Fondren & Main Lyrics
 GET Guerilla Maab - Fondren & Main ringtones  [Hook] I'm grabbing grain, in the turning lane And I gotta maintain (cause the law behind me) I've tried to leave the game, I know I need to change (I need to resco' again) meet me on Fondren & Main [Z-Ro] I was a superstar at seventeen Famous in the ghetto, for working a triple beam Somebody told me it was destiny, for me to suffer Cause when the going gets rough, it only gets rougher I had to make a quick change from Lunchables, and a spot on the bus To eating at Papa Deauxx everyday, and a Suburban with bump I got the game from my partna, but all he told me was Ro Before you get your feet wet partna, you better be sho If you get caught it's Penitentiary time, understand Fronted me nine, and now we got the hottest on the van My grandmother knew what it was doing, because my pockets stuck out And plus she told me I love you, but get your shit out my house All I ever wanted to do, was just shine a little Bump and grind a little, and then recline a little Trying to protain, lavish have it like the H.A.W.K You need another zone then I'm on my way, because I'm trapped in the game [Hook] [Dougie D] Well I done came from crumbs to bricks While I'm hustling up in the city streets On the block of Fondren and Main, coppers know where the killas be When I get out I'm gonna make me a change The whole situation, seemed a bit strange Everybody wanna die, somebody brain Dougie D, trying to collect a little change And grip the grain, swang turning lanes With a whole bunch of hoes, yelling out my name Pop trunk open wide, up in down South mayn And when I work the wood, I lean on maintain Or put it on your brain, ain't worried bout a damn thang Without leaving this shit, and everybody need to change But plus again, ain't worried bout a damn thang Set up shop, up on Fondren and Main [Taz] I wish I was the one with the top down In a chromed out Benz, with all my friends Bank account, with unlimited ends Gripping, I ain't sweating the rent The only problem is, I'm a FED fella With no intentions on, taking a loss And everytime I see the law, my heart pauses Riding dirty, everytime I'm flossing I got tossed in the game, at a early age Trying to push pounds and tons Looking for fortune and fame Through the smoke of my Mary Jane Trying to control the game Instead of trying to find another way to stay paid I was stuck at a materialistic stage Now I have a piece and chain, with expensive shades Trying to resco' again, now I got two chances I could pay the cost, and everyone they take a loss So when the laws come, shake em off Headed for the border man, I'm making it cross Or I could break off a tight job, and do it right this time Is you crazy baby, I gots to grind [Hook - 2x] |
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