You must of fucked with too many young boys, you can't recognize a man can ya I'm a hell of a man, that's something you won't get to see Yeah you sexy as hell, but that don't mean nothing to me Walking out your life, that's what the fuck I'm gonna do We can't be a couple, if you just care about you I'm done with dealing, with your attitude I hate you bitch, swear to God I hate this bitch y'allĭo 70 miles per hour hoe, and crash into a brick wall So much attitude, I'm not even attracted to your Victoria Secret I don't ask for much just my respect, the rest of that you can keep it Ten years my nigga, you know you ain't never bought a blunt from me My baby mama can hate me all she want to, she's stuck with me You ain't gotta be street smart, but you gotta have common sense to fuck with me Ungrateful ass hateful ass, you lucky you ain't a manĬause I'd break your motherfucking face, and I'd murder you where you standĪnd yeah you got that coke bottle shape, but that ain't enough for me Then you be like I ain't never done nothing for ya, I can't believe it Why would I bless you like that, you be talking to me like I'm retardedĭon't I come through and give you what you need, whenever you need it You just mad, cause you still living in them raggedy ass apartmentsĬoulda been driving something expensive, just a button push to start it Who the fuck you calling a bitch bitch, don't even start it Second of all, bitch I don't even know why you talking to me I don't even know why you talking to me bitchĬause first of all, I don't even like your ass Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).Say bitch, who the fuck is you talking to first of all for Life11.Southside Can't Stop12.U Gotta Let GoZ-Ro Lyrics provided by
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Get the embed code Z-Ro - Screwed Up Click Representa' (Slowed and Chopped) Album Lyrics1.All .A.T.E.4.How Does It Feel?5.U.C. One slip and I'm tripping one growing up thick Steady be working her fingers to the bone, aching and tired when she come homeĪin't no more work, just riding on chrome Responsibility baby, taking a load off my little day Got to feed my mouth and five more, I grind every day but I stay broke Looking at this little light of mine, never did glimmer, never did shineĬause I resort to a life of crime, and I know I'm wrong, but I got to get mine You heard what, I said, in this, over bull Me and my niggas we break bread, until the whole family's fed Must keep a leather head, for all my partners let's make em spread This rap thang's been good to me, feeds my, familyįorever keep my sanity, and do this shit for P-A-T Stay away from no names and flip bricks of cocaine
I strive to, gain fame, struggle to maintain Victim of these ghetto streets, you don't work, you don't eat Press hard on tablet sheets, everything else is obsolete
Spit heat on beats, to make my, ends meet Over money I lose sleep, sell work, fuck sheep Go about this process slow, and feel the pain of my nigga Z-Ro Get your paper, get your dough, buy it off the show room floor Some of my niggas that's on the run, with all that weed up in your lungs I'm a real hustler stacking funds, riding around with a loaded gun Keep maintaining, it's a burden up on my conscience just staying alive Maintaining, hustling struggling but I got to survive Ooint seven by the nine we blast together It's a bitch took a ball, ball and parlay Me and that H-A-W-K, got to deal with stress when it come my way Got to pay the depend, deposit and pay dues Got to pay the rent, got to pay the light bill In it to win it, don't plan to lose, got to be a real nigga fill my shoes Steady be thinking of sell some dope, or trying to get paid from songs I wrote Want to stay right but right be broke, a nigga can't eat with dreams and hopes
You don't know Z-Ro you don't know my pain Yeah I'm living a sin when against the grain Lay it down little daddy straight take them off This for the little kids that can't go playĬause everybody outside playing with an AKĬome around my niggas you bust you fuck around get lostīetter not set trip, fuck around get tossed I'ma maintain, all about fortune, not the fameįeddy, cold cash and a diamond ring, it's all about feddy when I rap sing
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