- Z-Ro Time and Time Again 歌詞
- Z-Ro
- Yeah, let me count that up right there
Real ****, know
I mean, you know
I mean, whats up
Z-Ro Yeah, this a real one, inhale that **** ***** [Hook]
Time and time again
I get caught up, trying to make those ends
In my liiiiiife, cause everything
I do Is a criiiiime, what else could
I do I would like, to make a change
But being broke, will make a ***** stay the same
In my liiiiiife, tell me what to do
At least I grind, what else could
I do [Daz]
I never ever ever ever, did nobody ever wrong
Will I live, with a ***** be bumping my song
Will my soul live, forever or will it be gone
Will I journey on, will
I journey on
My journey was swift and thick
Came up in the game, slanging these rhymes to get rich
Fifty thousand, to a hundred thousand
I perfected my housing, now me and my ****** is cold cold lounging
Roll a Five
Hundred Wagon, we blasting the morgue
Cause body bagging, back to the hood cause we sagging
I aint asking for no handout, see my demands bout
Thats when
I planned out, see
I just cash out
Make sure its all there,
Dat *****
Daz out Now
Im swerving and swerving *****, without a doubt
Its just another day, just for the
D-A-Z Or it just another day, got me just being a
G Be so easily spoken, my minds are open
My eyes are open,
I keep smoking
And spilling that mud leaning, me and my ****** we super thugs
*****, who the **** that you thought it was [Hook] [Z-Ro]
Ima pledge allegiance, to this crooked ass game
Walking backwards through this rhythm this nation, without a name
I dont need to be known,
I just to be living like it
Cause I come from
Holiday, theres no other prison like it
I **** with ****** like
Chill, and the
Don Keke Cause not only are they killas, they be about they currency
Somebody told me
Z-Ro, get your ass up and go
Get a job but my job, got to be filling out applications its hard
For a young black male, to stack male
But do it legal, without the help of a crack sale
Thats asking too much, cause my people having it rough
Thats just your ghetto, everyday average stuff
From California to
Texas, people are restless and they starving
Like predators after the prey, they gon come barging
Just like the police, you might as well call us the
Fed Because we running **** undercover, but making our bread [Hook] [Thug Dirt]
Im trying to make it, but the world want me to take it
Sticky sticky
Im getting stuck, in a crazy situation
Should I get a job a car and a wife, or chrome with cookies
On the corner, this is my life
I often wish it was easy, but the road so cold
I make one and pay three,
I gots to make two mo
And coming short dont add up, ****** wanna agg up
Uncock the gun lil *****, put the mask up
I aint killing no mo,
I gots to find another way
I got people locked down, aint seen the light of day
Im struggling right now,
I still gots to get paid
God please help me, men my wicked ways
Im trudging through the mud, trying to make it to the concrete
But Im sinking, cant see my feet
Thug Dirt guilty or acquitted,
Ima push it to the limit
In the dark, hit the lights so
I could finish, yeah [Hook]
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