Friends-Z-RO
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TXT Friends-Z-RO 文本歌词
Friends - Z-RO
King of the motherf**king Ghetto yeah
This one right here goes out to my real ni**a Nate
My ni**a Grey-D out that Pud Park
Ride or die ni**a you know I'm saying
It's me and you till the grave homie uh
I use to kick it with the people I thought were friends
There was no envy or jealousy cause ain't nobody have no ends
But only time would tell true character traits
Cause the niggaz I figured to be real turned out fake
I remember we smoked sherms just to pass the time
Going hard as we did no wonder some of us lost our mind
Cause you can't think straight on that good gorilla piss
Especially by yourself smoking five or six
Formaldehyde takes over the mind can't you understand
If your partna go to tripping remember he still your man
Heard my friend pulled a pistol on my friend in the hood
Sobered up and apologized 'sposed to been all good
Chilling all together again walking side by side
Mr Walker shot Mr McCarly bout eight or nine times
I ain't tripping cause my ni**a'z living better yet he's blessed
Half a calf muscle missing shot everywhere but the neck
And the head but still breathing what a story to tell
Now I get to see Mr Walker in Mr State Jail
How the hell I'ma kick it with you ni**a you shot my G
With a friend like you we don't need enemies
Trying to fall out of place to explain his case
None of my cellies could feel it that's why they violated your face
Tried to beef for me in the chow line snuck up on me
Cause I ride for Grey-D like he's my one and only homie
This is organized crime when you f**k with me
Better prepare to tip toe when you touch the streets
Hey I'm not a killer but don't rush me
Cause I got a couple hundred motherf**kers that won't let nobody touch me
I'm the Don now but I remember the past
Ridgemont hardheads ride or die for eachother quick to blast
Now it's come to this all I ever wanted was peace
Never thought it be one of my own trying to see me deceased
On top of that when you balling you got too many friends
If it ain't no cheese they leave damn was it me or my ends
Even women be getting in where they fit
The love affair is so legit until you come home and she done split with all your sh*t
That's why I'm so cold towards people I meet
Because of something that was done to me by less than a G
But nevertheless I'll say it again
Z-Ro the Crooked know the key to survival is f**k friends
Friends ain't no mystery why Z-Ro don't have them
Friends ain't too many of em I can really depend on
Friends ain't no mystery why Z-Ro don't have them
Friends they might be the reason for my bloody murder
