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Артист: Z-RoНазвание : RIPДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : dirty south rap hip-hop houston southern rap Видео:
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Z-Ro, the motherfucking Mo City don Sending this out to Ron fuck you Like my nigga mafiosos, you feel me Fuck all of y`all man, it go down S.U.C. for life, R.I.P. Robert Davis A.k.a Dj Screw this for you my nigga Yeah this for you [Z-Ro] Everybody know me I`m the number one head buster With a 4 pound glock ready to make the lead touch you Cause I shine like a 75 watt light bulb And if you cross over the line, then I might strike you I`m going grey, even though a nigga ball everyday Covered in ice, but ice can`t take my problems away But it sure feel good to know that I can blow twenties Z-Ro a money making machine dollars no pennies Nigga please, it`s me and my niggas my fucking g`s R.I.P. to Robert Davis on a fresh set of 3`s S.U.C. to the finish I`m going out with my men With a grenade in my hand I`m comig out with the pin It`ll never be another Screw, kill that drama That was a man not the music, you can ask his mama I`ma mourn you, till I join you, up in heaven Mean while, I`m retarded with this ak47 and uh [Chorus - 2x] R.I.P., I be forever repping S.U.C. Until a nigga get to the tenth time Mash on the gas and I won`t stop, baby [Z-Ro] What you know about the dirty south, the dirty fucking third Nigga fuck what you heard, D.P. on the corner rock for rocking a bird Here we had it pimping in Cheves and Testerosas Ro you only got two choices roll with us or get rolled over Giving a cold shoulder to them 5-O No liscense plate no registration smoking pino My nigga we some boss hogs one car taking up all four lanes Come at me wrong, I`ma have you taking off all your vains No plexing in Houston Texas got to the green leaving you breathless Ak`d up your chest nothing but a memory about breakfast So break fast, with your frosted and fake ass This ain`t the boot nigga this H-Town we`ll take your cash Niggas come against me, but get they ass out Seem like when I cut on the lights all the roaches scat And then I let go, because these haters in the way I`m trying to get stacks taller than Antou Sensi [Chorus - 2x] [Z-Ro] 24/7 a nigga be out on the cut Don`t got to hustle no more, but I just can`t give it up Dropping niggas where they standing, with my man tanning You don`t want to box a geurilla these hands steady be landing over and over Breaking up your gaurd, nigga fuck what you`ve been going thorugh Cause you`s about to take it up with god Not a violent nigga, I`m a silent nigga But if you push my button I`ll pull my ultra violet nigga And watch you shrivel up like salt to a snail Better keep it under your breath if you beefing I read these bitch niggas like braile I`m a soldier, and I`m united by the cash Feeling to move on because I`ve been indicted by the tash But I ain`t gone run from it, I`ma ball in public When they run up on me pull my strap and ask them how they love it Kamakaze on you son of a bitches, I`m signing off Mean while I`m still in the trunk, knocking the lining off and uh [Chorus - 2x] [Z-Ro talking] First and Foremost, Z-Ro the crooked, what`s up Hollering at all my real niggas, like I always do Feel me, R.I.P. Dj Screw, feel me To all you fake ass niggas holding plex Hold this dick in your mouth, know I`m saying All that riff-raff, all you sherry temple ass niggas Y`all gone feel me, 2k2, I don`t give a fuck where you at I don`t give a fuck where you from, know I`m saying Better get back nigga, H-Town on lock | Похожие исполнители:
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