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Z-RO
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Intro
Uh, tell me 'What's goin' on?'; We can't all have bricks somebody gotta have a stone; Tell the truth y'all fellas just makin' songs; How the fuck you got a trap if you ain't even got a home?; They claimin' they king or ruler they claimin' they Big Meech; How the fuck is that when they people be nibblin' while they eat?; We want all that, we want all this, my nigga we gon' get all these; Name brand everything on my body, we ain't fuckin' with tall tees; If I'm drivin', we all drivin', if I'm fuckin', we all fuckin'; If I'm beefin', we all beefin', so if I'm dumpin' then we all dumpin'; This my world and I'm king homie, got a kilogram in my ring homie; I'm ridin' dirty when I'm clean homie, yo bitch is stupid if she ain't up on me; Won't borrow nothin', I don't need a loan, the T.V. screen what you see me on; Trap or Die I get my Young Jeezy on, 5K1 niggas I leave alone; Homie where that Jag at, the one that you was rappin' 'bout?; Where them Louie bags at, the ones you get them stacks about?; I got all them bricks you know, the ones that you was askin' 'bout; Pimp C my shit with a pair of binoculars, a telescope plus your glasses out; I ain't tryin' to hear it if it ain't about no bread; Matter fact if it ain't 50 thousand ain't gettin' outta my bed, 'nuff said; Go to the shootin' range for what?; I don't waste bullets on nothin', they just for brains and guts; Since I'm pimpin' homie you can rent an amazin' slut; Do whatever you wanna do to that hoe long as you pay the slut; They say the blacker the berry, then the sweeter the juice; But I'm from a street military, I chop down trees at the roots; Ain't nothing sweet about this fruit, you can take one bite of this and you dead; You can be kin to me and fuck over me, I'll put a halo over yo head; Right after they give me dap like a muh'fucka; Now they wanna hit me with the strap like a muh'fucka; Murder me for just over a stack like a muh'fucka; 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Never face to face it's from the back like a muh'fucka; Wanna go to Heaven but you're scared to die; My wings spread eagle fashion I'm prepared to fly; Whoever said Z-Ro is not the truth they said a lie; They got a lot of shit to say run up and say it right now; 3rd Ward everyday all in the bottoms trying to find ya; Tough talkin' turn to plea bargainin' when I'm right behind ya; Respect men only I never respect a vagina; You're smellin' like a pussy my nigga, you need to douche; I'm ridin' Bentley bitch, your bicycle need a push; I got a real trap house, I let you hustle out the bush; Buying 40 dollar wholesales, you a muthafuckin' smoker; We laughin' at you, you just a 40 year old joker; I'm Srewed Up Click, South Park Coalition and The Killa Klan; Not glorifyin' murder but I really know how it feel to kill a man; But I don't wanna kill again but I won't hesitate to leave you breathless; Since he say he Houston well that must make me Texas; Muh'fuckas wanna see me die; Muh'fuckas should've known by now; I'm un-muthafuckin'-stoppable; I can't be stopped and they just don't know why; Muh'fuckas should've known by now; I'm un-muthafuckin'-stoppable; Wonder why they can't get a piece of the pie; Muh'fuckas should've known by now; I'm un-muthafuckin'-stoppable; To tell the truth I'm just a hell of a guy; Muh'fuckas should've known by now; I'm un-muthafuckin'-stoppable;
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