Keep You Jammin
Guerilla Maab Lyrics


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Rock, what are you doin
I thought you said you was gon have a track
Ready for me by this afternoon, you know
This here ain't me, you know dat
I gotta have somethin to keep em jamming
Uh huh, yeah, I'm kinda cold for this shit naw
Its growing on me, lets try this right quick, iight
Come on Rock, let me try it

[Hook x2]
I'ma keep it jamming the Southside, what the deal
Where the boppas bop, where the tops drop
And the choppers chop, candy paint out the shop
I'ma keep it jamming the Southside, keep it real
?Prenorcamines?, sipping on codeine
While the hoodrats scream, watching diamonds gleam

[Cl'Che]
Too much jealousy, and everybody wanna stop me
From doing what I wanna do, been keeping it true
With a chance to lose, my city credibility
That I originated for Screw, when I say Southside
It goes for everybody, sitting below the sun
And whoever thinking this rap shit is done
Nigga guess what, it just begun
Tasters just dropping, choppers still chopping
While they be chopping, your head off
There they go, those who don't know about a damn thang
Be the first ones, to run they mouth
Hoodrats in the hood fantasizing, about my ice
Fellas want me to drop a verse, but they can't pay the price
I'd rather be the bitch, a nigga love to hate
And I've been the bitch, a nigga love is fake
Its a what in here, why you wanna (hate on me)
Cause our rhyming is tight, the way my (diamonds gleam)
Cl'Che keep you jumping, up out your seat
When its time to run, you crank up the scene
We on light green, so we can ball and parlay
Stuck in Houston, do everyday
So you can sit and feel what I mean, when I say Southside
Everybody sing with me

[Hook x2]

[Z-Ro]
Too many people, be trying to watch a nigga
They setting up road blocks, and trying to stop a nigga
But I'ma represent the Southside, for the hell of a swang
I'm sticking and moving, to cold knock a nigga
3-57, Mack 11 pulling out twenty five
Up in a 12 gauge pump, will keep the party alive
But ain't no need for the tripping, I'm steady sipping on bar
The marijuana be burning, everytime I flip in a car
Dumping the ash, looking for the law at all times
One deep in the Benz, you wanna plex
I'll suppose to be jumping your ass, steady punking your ass
A buffalo bayou, a square nigga dumping your ass
Permits for the cash, I'ma get ready for the South
To meg a killa beg, like a bitch
Kinda sound like when Chris Tucker laugh
Thought you was a man, but when the shit hit the fan
You was running down Ridgevan, can you understand
I can go hard on the god damn dank
I can go hard on a god damn drank
Sip a four, sip a eight, sip a pint straight
Let it down, and scrape the plate
You wanna meet the man, and never think you wanna damn
Son of a bitches up in my face, there ain't no time to waste
I bleed the block like everyday, and put it down in the studio
With Cl'Che, I got too many problems on my mind
And another serial number, on my nine
So if you looking for Z-Ro, come to Ridgemont
When I'm staying and rapping, I'm still on my grind
And like Mafio, by the year two triple O
I'ma come down, in a six double O
With green flow, mats on the floe
Candy paint on my do', its bout time for the hook and it go

[Hook x2]

[Cl'Che]
I'ma keep you jamming, while the beat is slamming
I'ma keep you moving, I'ma keep you grooving
I'ma keep on climbing, make my money grinding
Bumper kit reclining, diamonds blinding, shining

Here I go, and everybody wanna approach me
The way I'm flowing, and I what I claim as my click
Down with the Guerilla Maab, and the Z-Ro
On that flipping, sits some say its hard to spit
But its easy to do, when I come knocking but natural to you
Flip you out, how I made flip my style for a while
But I'm representing the Southside, putting it down
Wherever you go, and you jamming this spots
Like Houston on lock, 1.97 on The Box
Banging out your speakers, everytime you crank up
Your choppers, and your heaters
I'ma keep you, jamming the Southside
I'ma make you, wanna ride on the Southside
We'll teach you, how to make your diamonds blind
At the same time, your trunk recline

[Trae]
Popping the trunk, dropping the top and I'm ready to ride
Southside till I die, I gotta be keeping it crunk
Put me on the microphone, and I be wrecking the beat
And at the same time, I'ma be ready to make a seed
And that Guerilla Maab ain't, fin to be playing with boys
We leaving permanent scars, and steady wrecking the bars
Leave me on the six team, I'm fin to be dominating
Nobody wanna go to war, cause we be going too hard
No more ghetto fame, bout the click that I claim
Worldwide outta state, everybody be yelling my name
Resurrection, all in your motherfucking face
We get the crowd crunk, everytime we step in the place
Keeping em jamming, keeping em bobbing, and keeping em rocking
And I'm the type of nigga, that'd be blowing your speakers out




Without a doubt, you better be coming correct
Ready to wreck, cause this click, done gained they respect

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of “Keep You Jammin” by Guerilla Maab featuring Cl’Che are all about representing the Southside and keeping it real. The song talks about the struggles of being a rapper, the jealousy from others, and the ramifications of fame. The lyrics are also infused with references to drugs, guns, and violence, which are all typical themes of gangsta rap. However, the overall message of the song is about overcoming obstacles and staying true to oneself while keeping the party going.


The opening verse of the song sets the tone for the entire song by acknowledging the challenges of the music industry, and the need for a catchy beat to keep the crowd moving. The chorus is a repetition of the hook that talks about keeping things going on the Southside, where people are known for bopping, dropping tops, and chopping. The rest of the lyrics are verses from Cl’Che, Z-Ro, and Trae, each of whom has a unique perspective on life, and their own way of overcoming the difficulties that come with fame.


Overall, “Keep You Jammin” is a song that celebrates the Southside and the people who live there. It’s a song about perseverance and staying true to oneself while enjoying the party. The lyrics are infused with references to drugs, guns, and violence, reflecting the themes that are typical of gangsta rap. However, despite that, the song remains upbeat, inspiring, and motivational.


Line by Line Meaning

Too much jealousy, and everybody wanna stop me
There is a lot of envy and people are trying to hinder my success


From doing what I wanna do, been keeping it true
Despite the obstacles, I've stayed true to myself and pursued my goals


With a chance to lose, my city credibility
If I fail, I risk losing the respect and reputation I have in my city


That I originated for Screw, when I say Southside
I am representing my neighborhood and paying homage to the late DJ Screw


It goes for everybody, sitting below the sun
My message resonates with everyone from all walks of life


And whoever thinking this rap shit is done
Those who believe that the rap industry is dying or finished


Nigga guess what, it just begun
The reality is that it is just the beginning of a new era


Tasters just dropping, choppers still chopping
New music is being released and weapons are still being used


While they be chopping, your head off
While others are making music, there are those who are seeking violence and harm


There they go, those who don't know about a damn thang
Those ignorant individuals who are unaware of the realities and struggles


Be the first ones, to run they mouth
They are usually the first to gossip and spread rumors


Hoodrats in the hood fantasizing, about my ice
Women in the community are daydreaming about my expensive jewelry


Fellas want me to drop a verse, but they can't pay the price
Men want me to feature in their songs, but they can't afford my fees


I'd rather be the bitch, a nigga love to hate
I would rather be the woman that men love to despise


And I've been the bitch, a nigga love is fake
I have experienced fake love from men in the past


Its a what in here, why you wanna (hate on me)
There is something here, causing you to hate me


Cause our rhyming is tight, the way my (diamonds gleam)
It's because of our skillful lyrics and my flashy jewelry


Cl'Che keep you jumping, up out your seat
My music keeps you excited and dancing


When its time to run, you crank up the scene
When there is a need for action, you get the energy going


We on light green, so we can ball and parlay
We have some money, so we can have fun and enjoy ourselves


Stuck in Houston, do everyday
We are rooted in Houston, where we face daily challenges


So you can sit and feel what I mean, when I say Southside
Listen and understand the depth of my words when I represent the Southside


Too many people, be trying to watch a nigga
There are many individuals monitoring and observing me


They setting up road blocks, and trying to stop a nigga
They are creating obstacles and attempting to hinder my progress


But I'ma represent the Southside, for the hell of a swang
But I will continue to represent the Southside with pride and confidence


3-57, Mack 11 pulling out twenty five
Referring to guns, specifically a .357 and a Mack 11 with a 25-round magazine


Up in a 12 gauge pump, will keep the party alive
A 12 gauge shotgun will ensure a lively and eventful atmosphere


But ain't no need for the tripping, I'm steady sipping on bar
There's no need for aggression, I am calmly drinking alcohol


The marijuana be burning, everytime I flip in a car
I smoke marijuana every time I drive a car


Dumping the ash, looking for the law at all times
Emptying the ashtray and staying vigilant for law enforcement


One deep in the Benz, you wanna plex
I am alone in my Mercedes-Benz and you want to start a confrontation


I'll suppose to be jumping your ass, steady punking your ass
I am supposed to be attacking and intimidating you


A buffalo bayou, a square nigga dumping your ass
A location in Houston known for criminal activities, and a timid person assaulting you


Permits for the cash, I'ma get ready for the South
I am acquiring the necessary licenses and money to prepare for success


To meg a killa beg, like a bitch
To become a notorious killer and dominate the industry, despite being underestimated


Kinda sound like when Chris Tucker laugh
A reference to the distinctive laughter of comedian Chris Tucker


Thought you was a man, but when the shit hit the fan
I believed you were courageous, but when confronted with difficulties


You was running down Ridgevan, can you understand
You were fleeing and seeking refuge on Ridgevan Street, do you comprehend?


I can go hard on the god damn dank
I can consume large amounts of marijuana and remain unaffected


I can go hard on a god damn drank
I can consume copious amounts of alcohol and still function


Sip a four, sip a eight, sip a pint straight
Drinking beverages such as 40 ounces, 8-ounce bottles, and pints of alcohol


Let it down, and scrape the plate
Emptying the bottle and consuming all of its contents


You wanna meet the man, and never think you wanna damn
You want to encounter a powerful figure, but you don't realize the consequences


Son of a bitches up in my face, there ain't no time to waste
There are annoying individuals bothering me, and I have no time to waste


I bleed the block like everyday, and put it down in the studio
I represent my neighborhood and discuss it in my music


With Cl'Che, I got too many problems on my mind
Collaborating with Cl'Che, as I have numerous issues on my mind


And another serial number, on my nine
Referring to the gun in my possession, which has another unique serial number


So if you looking for Z-Ro, come to Ridgemont
If you're searching for me, I can be found in Ridgemont


When I'm staying and rapping, I'm still on my grind
Even when I'm staying in one place and making music, I am still working hard


And like Mafio, by the year two triple O
Similar to a mafia member, in the year 2000


I'ma come down, in a six double O
I will arrive in a large luxury vehicle, like a 600-series


With green flow, mats on the floe
With a smooth rap style, expensive car mats on the floor


Candy paint on my do', its bout time for the hook and it go
I have vibrant car paint on my vehicle's doors, and it's time for the chorus to begin


I'ma keep you jamming, while the beat is slamming
I will continue to entertain you while the music intensifies


I'ma keep you moving, I'ma keep you grooving
I will ensure that you keep dancing and enjoying yourself


I'ma keep on climbing, make my money grinding
I will strive for success and earn money through hard work


Bumper kit reclining, diamonds blinding, shining
My car's accessories are impressive and my jewelry is dazzling and radiant


Here I go, and everybody wanna approach me
As I step forward, everyone wants to interact with me


The way I'm flowing, and I what I claim as my click
My rapping style and my affiliation with Guerilla Maab


Down with the Guerilla Maab, and the Z-Ro
I am part of the Guerilla Maab group and associated with Z-Ro


On that flipping, sits some say its hard to spit
I'm on that level of skill and some claim it is difficult to compete


But its easy to do, when I come knocking but natural to you
It's effortless for me, but it comes naturally to you as well


Flip you out, how I made flip my style for a while
Impressing you with my versatility and ability to change my rap style temporarily


But I'm representing the Southside, putting it down
However, my main focus is representing the Southside and leaving a mark


Wherever you go, and you jamming this spots
No matter where you are, if you're listening to my music


Like Houston on lock, 1.97 on The Box
Houston is fully embracing and supporting my music, evident by the high radio station ratings


Banging out your speakers, everytime you crank up
My music is loud and impactful every time you turn up the volume


Your choppers, and your heaters
Your cars with loud engines and powerful sound systems


I'ma keep you, jamming the Southside
I will ensure that you continue enjoying the music from the Southside


I'ma make you, wanna ride on the Southside
I will instill a desire in you to experience the Southside lifestyle


We'll teach you, how to make your diamonds blind
We will show you how to make your jewelry shine and stand out


At the same time, your trunk recline
Simultaneously, your car's trunk will lower and adjust


Popping the trunk, dropping the top and I'm ready to ride
Opening the trunk, removing the convertible top, and prepared to drive


Southside till I die, I gotta be keeping it crunk
Representing the Southside until I pass away, and ensuring the energy remains high


Put me on the microphone, and I be wrecking the beat
Allowing me to grab the microphone will result in me dominating the rhythm


And at the same time, I'ma be ready to make a seed
I will be prepared to start a family while pursuing my music career


And that Guerilla Maab ain't, fin to be playing with boys
Guerilla Maab is not going to engage in child's play or foolishness


We leaving permanent scars, and steady wrecking the bars
We are leaving a lasting impact and continuously impressing with our lyrics


Leave me on the six team, I'm fin to be dominating
Leave me on the basketball court, and I will be in control and overpowering


Nobody wanna go to war, cause we be going too hard
No one wants to engage in a conflict because we are too intense and fierce


No more ghetto fame, bout the click that I claim
My reputation is no longer only local, but also about the group I belong to


Worldwide outta state, everybody be yelling my name
Internationally recognized, with fans from various states calling out my name


Resurrection, all in your motherfucking face
Coming back and making a statement right in front of you


We get the crowd crunk, everytime we step in the place
We excite the audience every time we enter a venue


Keeping em jamming, keeping em bobbing, and keeping em rocking
Ensuring that the crowd stays engaged, moving, and enjoying the music


And I'm the type of nigga, that'd be blowing your speakers out
I am the kind of person who will blow out your speakers with my music


Without a doubt, you better be coming correct
You need to approach me properly and respectfully, without any hesitation


Ready to wreck, cause this click, done gained they respect
Prepared to cause havoc because our group has earned respect




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Comments from YouTube:

jonathan villa

2018 and I'm still bangin this!!!!!

TeCh_iN_TeXaS

One of zro's hardest verses ever

Legend of Aww Sheet 😤

I wish ro dropped one more mixtape where he flows like his guerrilla maab days or his let the truth be told era

Legend of Aww Sheet 😤

🔥🔥🔥

Nathan Thomas

#2019