Gorilla Warfare

[Chorus: PC Tweezie]
I come from the jungle where the youngsters don't survive
So when it's up we grab them sticks and we gon' ride
Murder on my mind, in camouflage, I'm slangin' iron
Hundred rounds so it ain't safe for you to hide, it's do or die
Guerrilla warfare, warfare
Guerrilla warfare, warfare
It's gon' be guerrilla warfare, warfare
Guerrilla warfare, warfare

[Verse 1: PC Tweezie]
Traumatized, been a problem child since a juvenile
Graduated from that thirty-eight, I got an Uzi now
Talkin' out your top and you can lose it now, cool it down
Caught him at his house, he lookin' stupid now
They told me I'm four hundred degrees, I feel like Juvenile
Put money on your head and rap about it, bitch I'm Boosie now
My principal expelled me from school but she a groupie now
Years later, few months after givin' me coochie now
But fuck that, you know I'm steppin' like a dancer
And I know it sound stupid but I'm itchin' for some cancer
Last nigga play with me, I had to set a good example
One phone call will get your ass canceled pussy, what up

[Chorus: PC Tweezie]
I come from the jungle where the youngsters don't survive
So when it's up we grab them sticks and we gon' ride
Murder on my mind, in camouflage, I'm slangin' iron
Hundred rounds so it ain't safe for you to hide, it's do or die
Guerrilla warfare, warfare
Guerrilla warfare, warfare
It's gon' be guerrilla warfare, warfare
Guerrilla warfare, warfare

[Verse 2: Koly P]
Hey Tweezie bring that nigga to the 'Nolia
So we can rock the fella on jigga like we Hova
See that money be the motive
Be honest man this rap shit really owe us
My rhymes on Adderall like my crimes is extra funk
You niggas pussy and I know it nigga
I'm the rap's holy ghost, I'm a poet nigga
Nigga poured nigga twenty G's for a show, I hit the club just to throw it
Street niggas back in style, I bet them real niggas caught 'em, Koly P
Got my homie on my side, mess with me
Don't make me go see Mai and Pantry, you fuck with Koly P
She gon' go and sacrifice a sheet
And get your pussy ass off the streets, me

[Chorus: PC Tweezie]
I come from the jungle where the youngsters don't survive
So when it's up we grab them sticks and we gon' ride
Murder on my mind, in camouflage, I'm slangin' iron
Hundred rounds so it ain't safe for you to hide, it's do or die
Guerrilla warfare, warfare
Guerrilla warfare, warfare
It's gon' be guerrilla warfare, warfare
Guerrilla warfare, warfare