It's All Right - Guerilla Black

It’s all right if these fools keep trippin'

We going start a fight then take it outside

Pull the heats out the car

And they ready to die

It’s all right if these fools keep trippin'

We going start a fight then take it outside

Pull the heats out the car

And they ready to die

Well I’m Guerilla Black, the one they talking about

Wit a fresh throw way and some dope in my mouth

Just trying to make a liven

C P T, hard times that’s a given

Flee from the bees, or starve or go to prison

No not me, I hope that be, I don’t have to sovote the fiens

I got another plan, I got another plot

I got some-mo grams, I got another spot

Where we can put it, pull out the draws and cook it I got my enemies all shooken

On the way I handle the .38 and work the weight

I got a stash if the search the place

Move up, or move out the way

You just stand back and do as I say

No, you don’t need to know hey they call me hustle man

If you show stop my money, watch me touch you man

It’s all right if these fools keep trippin'

We going start a fight then take it outside

Pull the heats out the car

And they ready to die

It’s all right if these fools keep trippin'

We going start a fight then take it outside

Pull the heats out the car

And they ready to die

You don't really really want it You don't want it You don't really really want it You don't want it wit us, no wit us, no You don't really really want it You don't want it

You don't really really want it You don't want it wit us, no wit us, no It's been a long time

I shoulda left you in the ditch half dead

Fa 'cause I help you

I got a nephew, was caller 40 cal

I got five shots that’ll slow you down

Ask around whose compound this

Drinking slize malt liquor

Trey pound in the vest

(Yes sir)

Lay down in the nest, I got a nice stash

Get to close watch ya ass see a bright flash

Aight man, I give you fair warning

I promise you want breathe, they’ll see the morning

Little cock and squeeze, wit those high lows

Smoke lots of weed, that’s my motto

I hope you got a good relationship wit Jamaica

Shoot you in Compton, watch them find you in Jamaica

Double the paper, I’m loving the odds

Huh, 20 to 1 I’m taken it all dog

It’s all right if these fools keep trippin'

We going start a fight then take it outside

Pull the heats out the car and they ready to die

It’s all right if these fools keep trippin'

We going start a fight then take it outside

Pull the heats out the car

And they ready to die

It’s all right if these fools keep trippin'

We going start a fight then take it outside

Pull the heats out the car

And they ready to die

You don't really really want it You don't want it You don't really really want it You don't want it wit us, no wit us, no You don't really really want it You don't want it

You don't really really want it You don't want it wit us, no wit us, no