Z-Ro lyrics

Z-Ro lyrics

"Real Niggaz Lyrics"

Ebola Lyrics
All relaxed with nails bit to the quick while golden was the silence, like a foam filling the mouth of the exempt. The burdened saw the damage, absorbed with our legs lost to heated white lies.


[Phenom]
Mo'fucker when we bang bang, squeezing pistols that make em bang
Haters smoking that swisha swisha sweet boy, switching damn lanes
Pulling guns and put two in your stomach, nigga who want it
Gangstas, if you with me gangstas
Smoking that sticky you get pissy, riding spinners
Tires glimmer the prize in our eyes, nigga ride with us
Nom and Z-Ro like when Tino and DeNiro, counting Kilos in casinos
They gambinos,
Out In The World Lyrics
To move on In "too weak" unison Borrow this paper And bleed with it's words Find them very good And that would be absurd Find them somewhat bad And that would be much better
for them c-notes man
Hustlers, serving customers
Off of his back shit cause, then we bust them guns

[Z-Ro]
Up jumps the boogie, cause the track is so thoed
Got me breaking down bubble gum, I'm fin to be so blowed
Nothing but clouds in the sky, but it's still sunny
Cause I'm puffing on some good green, pocket full of money
Southside, I'm wrecking for where I lay my head at
Disrespect me, you the nigga I'ma spray my
Family Vault Lyrics
On the point of death the patriarch said: "Don't bury me in a common grave, But in an unusual, comfortable family vault". You must build my tomb according to my wishes To prevent that my mortal rema
lead at
I'm living for today, don't give a fuck about tomorrow
I'm robbing you motherfuckers, it ain't no need to borrow
Money from dad, that nigga wouldn't lend me no cash
Seventeen he threw me out, like the trash
It's all gravy baby, I'm connected with the street my mama Ridgevan
And daddy East and West, Cancel Creek the dopefiends love me
I got a cousin, named Mard
Everytime I bring him outside, suckers be running up in my y
Dance In The Brightly Moonlight Lyrics
Do you remember that night? I rode a bicycle toward the beach of memory. But I knew there was nothing. She was on my back seat. Dance in the brightly m
ard
Smartest thing I got is a 20, and you could get a whole sale
If you want it soft, let me run back to the motel

[Hook]
Running to the ceiling, what it's fin to be
Blowing cigarillos, no more swisha sweet
But regular weed, a gangsta fa sho I am
(are you gon make it to the top), nigga you know I am
Flipping in a four do', trying to get some mo' do'
Playa don't get mad, if you see me flipping with your hoe-a