Rise

Guerilla Maab

credits


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Lawrence Smith, John Fletcher, Jalil Hutchins
album: Track 3 in album Rise
release date: 1999-1-1
popularity : 13 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Gangsta/Pop Rap
length: 4:12

Album Information

country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 642247171725
script: Latin

Cover Art

Guerilla Maab Rise cover art

Lyrics

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(*Peaches singing*)
Maab is on the rise
Maab is on the rise
Maab is on the rise
Maab is on the rise

With another one, down for the count
Steady be shining these diamonds, all in your face
Gotta be watching my back, and avoid the fakes
How many mo' *****z, want to try my skills
Never really know, who my friend or foes
All around the world, we may go
You say you be feeling me, but I don't know
Telling everybody you know, Guerilla Maab

[Dougie D]
Everything that come in the past, came today
Trials and tribulations in life, I learn to evade
And it seems to be, that my time is now
But now that nothing is something, and I be bringing em down
Up out of Texas, with diamonds all over my necklace
And can't nobody contest, cause that's the way we are a legend
And while I be blowing my Mary Jane, I'm chilling with thugs
Guerilla Maab on the rise, and we keeping it crunk
[Trae]
Nothing, now collecting divid-ends to ride a Benz
With a friend once again, yelling out **** friends
Trying to see, could you really picture me
Chunking deuce to hoes, and burning off on them freaks
So all you certified scrubs, get certified slugs
Gotta keep my head up, for my brother in the FED
Slamming all of they do's, and burning off in they Lac
Guerilla Maab's on the rise, and stacking platinum placks
[Hook - 2x]
All I did was put a buzz
Now look at the candy coupe I'm in
I put a bunch of money in my billfold, cause I'm real cold
Everybody want to kill, to get a piece of my mill
Cause I'ma fight my homeboys, write my own bars
Thinking about the swine I had, and everything I own
I was ****ed up low life, living in sin
Now Blockbuster, Soundwaves and Sam Goody's
And certify my self, half a million sold
A yellow *****, I'ma put my **** all in a hoe
My foot all in the do', and coming in and out my barge
And put a whole card, and a pool in my backyard

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Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Keep Watching Me
  • 2 Psalms (Interlude)
  • 3 Rise
  • 4 Endz
  • 5 Fondren & Main
  • 6 South Side Story
  • 7 Not My Home
  • 8 Still Here
  • 9 World Keep Turnin'
  • 10 Live My Life
  • 11 Ain't Gettin' Shit
  • 12 Jealouse Niggas
  • 13 What Will It Take
  • 14 Scotty (Interlude)
  • 15 Problems
  • 16 Final Cry (Interlude)
  • 17 Speak On It
  • 18 Bonus Hidden Track