Guerillaz Ackrite (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)

[Hook]
Just take a look up in my circle, all guerillas
And move in silence, they too gangsta for them pictures
That tequila hit my liver, give me shivers
There's only gangsters and them strippers in this villa
Who them niggas, we them niggas
Who them niggas, we them niggas
Who them niggas, we them niggas
We them niggas, we them niggas

[Verse 1: Free Ackrite]
Police and dope fiends still passin' where sittin at
Bring it back, teflon on my chest, I ain't leavin that
Philly cap backwards, gun under the mattress
Poly on the beat, i gotta smash it
A savage out the north, look me up
I cannot be touched
Beat three cases in six months, fuck the judge
I'm a thug up in this spaceship
Need a pretty bitch, who gon' take dick
And never tell a soul 'bout our relations
Penthouse, big trips, bitch I'm on another level
Oh it feel good for some real niggas to come together
No way, no jealousy, rich nigga with felonies
Fuck goin' to jail, boy that money made a better me
Ain't no shame in my game, I'm a ghetto superstar
Pull up on your block, just to remind you who we are
Big guns, big drum, lay a nigga down
Choppa hold a hundred, I'ma send off every round