Guerilla Maab 3D2 - Maabin' lyrics

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Maabing, Maabing

[Hook]

We mobbing, and you know we never gon stop mayn

We mobbing, pulling out my slabs for them bops mayn

We mobbing, and a lot of these cats gon jock mayn

We mobbing, we forever gon be mobbing to the top mayn

[Trae]

I'm pulling out my slab, and swanging glass on grass

About to smash on gas I'm straight up acting a ass, so many shops on jock

We got the rap game locked

So many dots on my glock, I gotta dodge the cops

And we too hot to try and way too cold to hold, my story gonna unfold

I'm garunteed to be gold

You see me and my kin, we straight up in it to win

I'm thinking 600 Benz, with 20 twins'll spin we all in

[Dougie D]

Yeah we mobbing to the top, it don't stop

Pulling out the slab for them bops, and watch the ass end hop sitting on chops

Boys gon jock, and talk that nasty must

We Guerilla Maab 3D2, worldwide stupid fucks

Yeah we all up in y'all ear, I know y'all hear us when we coming

Coke and the Rum and the Henny, in my stomach got me crunking

Ready to fuck some'ing, that's the way it goes baby girl

It's the Trae and the Dougie, mobbing across the world

[Hook]

[Dougie D]

Ding-ding and the bellies roam, we back up in your shit

Got you loving this, like the dogs love Kibbles-n-Bits

[Trae]

And now we dominating thangs, with wood grain on planes

And 3D2 is the name, from state to state we stang

[Dougie D]

I'm a natural born playa, self made millionaire

Got to get up and get out, and go and get it everywhere

Pull my plan of execution, execute the plan to perfect

First week of record sales, talking bout hitting 'em where it hurting

I'ma bleed out the game, until it can't be bled no mo'

See me on the video, and selling out at every show

[Trae]

Guerilla Maab is the team, my briefcase full of cream

Is how I take my green, I'm living out my dream

I'm slamming do's on hoes, and burning off on 4's

And Lord knows I'm thoed, when I'm hopping in playa mode

Ain't no Kenan Cole, I'm sporting Gucci and 'Sacci

I know these cats gon knock me, but now ain't one gon stop me

[Hook]

[Trae]

Now the ways of life, is straight up mash for it baby

We make 'em lock up they ladies, when we mobbing in a Mercedes

See the big bubble lights, they make the light of the night

That make streets look bright, they blind-side on sight

I pop trunk with screens, and bang glocks of shake

And make 'em yell earthquake, with all the noise I make

I'm balling out of control, and riding blue over grey

We three deep with Reign, posted up in the turning lane know I'm saying

[Dougie D]

Ay-ay, it ain't easy being me

I'm a pimp playa and a mack, and a certified G

Better get your shit right, get your twisted mind together

We be changing up the game, like all of the changing weather

Mm-hm, y'all ain't know the flow just spit make y'all say man

Maabing click, we popping up out of Caravans

We from H-Town Texas, and we came to let ya know

Guerilla pimping on you chickens, and mobbing up on you hoes

[Hook]

[talking]

3D2-3D2 (3D2)

What we doing-what we doing (what we doing)

What-what what-what (what-what)

And it don't stop-and it don't stop (and it don't stop)