that up right there Real shit, know I mean, you know I mean, what's up Z-Ro Yeah, this a real one, inhale that shit nigga [Hook] Time and time again
Tulkojums: Z-Ro. Atkal un atkal.
again You say you feel like you're floatin, well I'm floatin too Everybody's leavin, now you know it's time for you and Z-Ro to do [Chorus] [Z-Ro
to make it rain Put a pistol to your head, and ease your pain [Chorus - 2x] [Z-Ro] I feel like I invented pain, might go any minute mayn, starting a bit of robbery Homicide and
, not mine. I gotta gun and ima cock mine. Hatas, gimmie 50, drop down. My nigga C-Mo. And that boy Mike-Mo down wit Z-ro. And that Millzey, its goin
of mind'll never leave again I wanna see my nigga Screw get to breathe again And wanna see Dinky and my nigga Donny break free again On the block, never
do and then get down on my knees Cause I can't make it by my lonely, Jesus help a nigga please [Chorus] [Z-Ro] Yeah, much love to everybody doin time
say it's racial cause I got some white friends Then again, they get patted cause I'm not a white friend It's a shame [Chorus: Z-Ro] Bad enough
never leave again I wanna see my nigga Screw get to breathe again And wanna see Dinky and my nigga Donny break free again On the block, never thinkin
and state, and in your hood In your face once again forever it's understood State to station, and we wrecking the radio We cooking the airwaves to Don and Z
with killas Dougo, Rocko, Jay'Ton and By-Bo In the air like hydro, they know We so toed, kicking down the do' And like the Z-Ro say, I'm thinking
J to the Ro, from Tha Likwit crew beer roll And speakin' of crews, yo whose next to lose Instead of five mics, I'd rather have five brews And if y'all
good time Just poverty stricken, and kicking it in the hood time 24 and I still can't think, from Guerilla Maab to Point Blank To Big Moe to Z-Ro, and
[Z-Ro:] Let me ask you something why you spend all your time talking about me Cause I'm smokin drinkin and getting paid and you still doing bad without
And now one of my fake ass homeboys won't get none from me [Z-RO:] I don't need know help my nigga I can do bad on my own And I don't need no company
and built a way around my life! Ain't nobody but me, Z-Ro The Crooked in the flesh! Mo City TEXAS ain't no fashion show, niggas come here and meet death
