Guerillas (feat. Kenny Turnup & Teddy Blow)

I love all my niggas Them niggas guerillas They hittas, they drill us So if there's a problem I don't got to pop them My niggas they got them I love all my niggas Them niggas guerillas They hittas, they drill us I got one from Compton So if theres a problem He run up like "Nigga whats poppin" Like nigga whats goody New Wave hoody still posted in the cut with my day ones I just seen my young nigga count a whole band outta straight ones (racks) Then my man see my jacks so he sent me the whole thing (packs) And every time I hit her she say she can't take the whole thing All white denim looking like cocaine Put the purple in the sky just like Soul Plane Trust no dame y'all boys so lame Puffin' on gas nigga that's propane Let's get it Walking around town with a semi Said he got work well I know he got plenty Let's get it Walking around town with a semi Said he got work nigga said he got work But he lied though My homies really got the pies though Let him in through the side door Teddy Blow got a nine like Rondo Pillz got a choppa with a drum kit combo, nigga Smoking, sipping lean, made that work Started getting money, make stacks work Shawty fell in love with a nigga Only hit her four times like my iPhone password Uh, nigga what's brackin Always on point J$tash ain't slackin, trappin Fuck nigga quit actin' You ain't no set you ain't bout no action Fuck nigga how you run this city Backing up names bruh You done ducked Lil Teddy Never had the semi but you knew we had plenty When your parents came around fuck nigga you a friendly Little richy Robb Bank$ relax Smart stunnas, what the fuck is that? Relax Gang's the real niggas with the straps [?] already pinned your ass on the track I heard Flacko caught you lackin boy you got smacked So why the hard talkin? Lil nigga fall back You ain't on that All lies no facts Cause I fucked your bitch No lies straight facts Yo bitch is Free Willy She fucked cause I'm winning I told you won't give me a reason Try Kenny and J that I'm squeezin' I popped me a amber I feel like I'm Simba That chopper will see ya Now wheres my contender I killed my contender Pull up in the Benta Get her in the front though She fuckin for income A pimp so she get none J $tash wanna hit some I pop some I flip some I do em like [?] Choppers don't flip though All my niggas guerillas We hate when them kill us I bang with them niggas Switch lanes with them killas Still run with them hittas Jump out with them killas My niggas guerillas Relax Gang we with it Ask J how he feeling He told me "You killing the game and we winning"(we winning) I told him "We do this Free Willy and I know that we winning" Use the flow as a killing So hand me my crown Relax Gang we with it