Taleban Dooda – Mind of a Maniac Lyrics

Mind of a Maniac Lyrics by Taleban Dooda

[Intro]
A4Tre
Bibby squad
Stain gain
Stain for pooh, we poppin’ shit like 30
It ain’t gon’ be easy for Lil’ Deezy

[Chorus]
Mind of a maniac
I was taught to never lack
You might not know, but I’m the one who got your brother wet
We got [?] some type of hats
We ain’t never go tic for tac
They don’t know, but big brother turn lil’… to a pack
My young nigga got sticky fingers, he get a thrill from stealin’ cars
[?] got joy foreal, that my low be crackin’ cops
My nigga Baby G, he super fly be stealin’ niggas blocks
Free B Murda out that county joint, he breakin’ niggas jaws

[Verse]
GD .22, brand new, with that ff attached
[?] went crazy, told that boy he can’t get his fully back
They just know they fish is late they in that [?]
All of them outside, gonе extinct, they just won’t nevеr last
Christmas comin’ up, I want all these hoes
Oops I mean all the poles
Yea, load up all of those
762’s and 308’s, ain’t no duckin’ nose
He [?], I want his casket closed
Gangster on the internet, in real life he a fast man
The only thing you can learn from me, is how to blast a man
I’m talkin’ ’bout memories, turn him to a [?]
He has no place in his future, his a past man
Takin’ niggas Glock’s, we invented that
All he see was Glizzy in his eyes, he had a heart attack
But anyways, I call all the plays like I’m the quarterback
I was out the whole season but coach still want his starter back
Uhh, I like slangin’ shells from here and there, I mean everywhere
Draco’s in my chairs, Glock on shelf, I feel safer here
I heard they took his face, but I don’t know who put him under there
You better know we comin’, gotta know we are not finished here
I be with them head hunters
Every time it’s smoke, we the ones who gunnin’ all summer
They know we the ones to heat they block up in the cold winter
Lately I ain’t been fuckin’ with niggas like I’m Jeffrey Dahmer
If he play, get blazed
I run with savage renegade
We ain’t never ever think ’bout gettin’ married, we engaged
What’s the name? Know you had a chance to take me out, they truly place
Once in a lifetime, they won’t ever get that chance again, on gang
I’m a long way from Vegas, but I’m still duckin’ the rage
Can’t let ’em take me, biggest dream is makin’ A4Tre a label
This for the set me and my niggas click tight like some staples
We just get they bitches wet, that’s why all them niggas hate us

[Chorus]
Mind of a maniac
I was taught to never lack
You might not know, but I’m the one who got your brother wet
We got [?] some type of hats
We ain’t never go tic for tac
They don’t know, but big brother turn lil’… to a pack
My young nigga got sticky fingers, he get a thrill from stealin’ cars
[?] got joy foreal, that my low be crackin’ cops
My nigga Baby G, he super fly be stealin’ niggas blocks
Free B Murda out that county joint, he breakin’ niggas jaws

[Outro]
Yea, he be breakin’ niggas jaws
Be takin’ niggas blocks