[Z-Ro]
They say he was flipping out till, losing control of his mind
Moving fast, in a world that ain't ready for the pace focussed on his grind
Who am I to test, Z-Ro I bet everybody in Ridgemont 4 know me
Feel what I say up under the evidence is still your homie
You must of forgot about the days until you be in 94
When it was 72 where partners sagging creases to find a hoe
Now they can't look me in the eyes, cause they might tell on theyself
About having something to do with trying to riddle my number one partner to death
You want to get even with me boy clear you can see me with a rap
But I'm about gangsta shit so bow before you see me with a strap
Cause I've been silent for so long, it's about time I broke the ice
Nobody want to box me why everybody want to pull a trigger to take a life
I'm down with crews cause everybody else is fake to me
Niggas with plex against me, they all cakes to me
And everybody want to be talking about they real and they got love
But motherfuckers don't love Z-Ro unless I got drink and I got bud so I got plex
(Chorus - 2x)
Who's next to plex you want to test
Better have your life right in the bottle of your vest
Cause I'm also stressed, sometimes I wonder if I'm plexed
Thinking hit me will I have to put my homies to rest, plex
[Z-Ro]
Regular candy in river rain, we came to deliver pain
One hitter quitters and eagle talons up in your liver man
I came to bring the pain, all the way from the south to the west
Every one of my bullets are looking residence so they gone house in your chest
A nigga done been through so much shit the last five years of my living
Now a days the bitches are realer than homeboys so here's to my women
But then again I'm all alone I don't depend on a soul
Independently made a million then I took my benz on a stroll
Now everytime I come around my partners treat me like strangers
Never thought it would come to this I got to keep one in the chamber
What makes real niggas turn into hoes and make niggas go fraud
When it comes to me whether rapping them off to see this nigga go hard
Now everytime I come around my partners treat me like strangers
Never thought it would come to this I got to keep one in the chamber
What makes real niggas turn into hoes and make niggas go fraud
When it comes to me whether rapping the gangsta shit this nigga goes hard, plex
They say he was flipping out till, losing control of his mind
Moving fast, in a world that ain't ready for the pace focussed on his grind
Who am I to test, Z-Ro I bet everybody in Ridgemont 4 know me
Feel what I say up under the evidence is still your homie
You must of forgot about the days until you be in 94
When it was 72 where partners sagging creases to find a hoe
Now they can't look me in the eyes, cause they might tell on theyself
About having something to do with trying to riddle my number one partner to death
You want to get even with me boy clear you can see me with a rap
But I'm about gangsta shit so bow before you see me with a strap
Cause I've been silent for so long, it's about time I broke the ice
Nobody want to box me why everybody want to pull a trigger to take a life
I'm down with crews cause everybody else is fake to me
Niggas with plex against me, they all cakes to me
And everybody want to be talking about they real and they got love
But motherfuckers don't love Z-Ro unless I got drink and I got bud so I got plex
(Chorus - 2x)
Who's next to plex you want to test
Better have your life right in the bottle of your vest
Cause I'm also stressed, sometimes I wonder if I'm plexed
Thinking hit me will I have to put my homies to rest, plex
[Z-Ro]
Regular candy in river rain, we came to deliver pain
One hitter quitters and eagle talons up in your liver man
I came to bring the pain, all the way from the south to the west
Every one of my bullets are looking residence so they gone house in your chest
A nigga done been through so much shit the last five years of my living
Now a days the bitches are realer than homeboys so here's to my women
But then again I'm all alone I don't depend on a soul
Independently made a million then I took my benz on a stroll
Now everytime I come around my partners treat me like strangers
Never thought it would come to this I got to keep one in the chamber
What makes real niggas turn into hoes and make niggas go fraud
When it comes to me whether rapping them off to see this nigga go hard
Now everytime I come around my partners treat me like strangers
Never thought it would come to this I got to keep one in the chamber
What makes real niggas turn into hoes and make niggas go fraud
When it comes to me whether rapping the gangsta shit this nigga goes hard, plex
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