life.cant always be so damn angry with his music. Off the I'm still Livin Album...z-ro zro homie lover friend
haha. i had to put this one up.every angry muthafucker has to have atleast one good day in his life.cant always be so damn angry with his music.
Off the I`m still Livin Album
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Z-RO - Man Cry...I'm Still Livin Z-RO Man Cry ManCry Lil' Flip Trae H-Town Screwed Up Click
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Off the I'm Still Living cd.I did this whole cd....Z-Ro Chopped&Screwed DjBmac
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From the "I'm Still Livin" album....houston texas z-ro trae screwed up click southern rap the south dj screw chamillionaire
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2006 song from underground Hip Hop album "I'm Still Livin" by rapper Z-Ro. www.Underground9.blogspot.com...hip
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lyrics: [Z-Ro] I wonder if I'm blessed` cause I'm still here And I wonder if heaven's any different` cause
album: z-ro
lyrics:
[Z-Ro]
I wonder if I`m blessed` cause I`m still here
And I wonder if heaven`s any different` cause in hell the blood
spill hits
Got a nigga fiending for his last breath` too many of my partnas
Beneath me` because a bitch made nigga blasted
Too many features in songs` tell me why I ain`t got no home
Penitentiary grown` cause I roam with a pocket full of stones
I wanna live my life with my life` ain`t worth the living
Cause while I`m dreaming about a Benz` even a hoop ain`t driven
Headed for prison` but mama I`m all right with that
Struck down a shank in my tank` these niggas all night with that
And it ain`t no love left` f**k all of my foes and friends
Motherf**kers don`t f**k with Ro` unless that nigga be rolling
in ends
I need to wake up` instead of day dreaming about holding a slab
Like being in love with a woman` that you could never have
Witness the feeling punished by pain` looking for shelter from
the rain
People like W double O-D` I`m going against the grain
[Chorus - 2x]
Life is a bitch` then you die
Especially for me` cause I`m a G` one deep when I ride
Pain` and everybody say that I changed
But I was tired of going through it` in this crooked ass game
[Z-Ro]
To all my down ass niggas` y`all can kiss my ass
Anybody who ever said they was down with me` can kiss my ass
In the 2K ace` I`m a sick nigga that`s quick to blast
And for the smallest disrespect` I`m coming to get your ass
I done dumped on motherf**kers` what they gon do for me
Out of town on stage` nobody from the hood in the crowd` to root
for me
Supposed to be my people` but I think my people is the devil
But my peoples` cause I`m on another level
On my knees` screaming Jesus can you save me
My shit`s so f**ked up` I wonder if you thought about me lately
And it hurts so deep` a nigga can`t sleep` making me late night
creep
Suicidal thoughts` I think I`m ready plus its f**king with me
Would I be blessed by these bitch niggas` these fakes and frauds
Fiending for music` cause she know she got my heart
Even thought its torn apart` its bumping out nothing but love
for you
And to my niggas keep your business` I got slugs for you
I shed blood for you` but I`m not appreciated
The only nigga that never hesitated` and it ain`t no more
Hollering out my roll dogs` name on tape
Unless its f**k you` but in front of it` following up for a
cape` bitch
[Chorus - 2x]
[Z-Ro]
Life is a bitch then you die` especially for me
Cause I`m a G` one deep when I ride
Motherf**kers went to turning they back` but its all gravy
Nothing but the word of God` is gonna save me
Lately` I`ve been over doing it with drugs` f**k around
And overdose` but I don`t wanna pass away from multiple slugs
This for the world` I hate all bitches` and all niggas
As if everybody wanna see` the king of the ghetto fall nigga
Murder murder on my enemies` I didn`t wanna do it
Thought it was God telling me busting` wasn`t balm influid
Murder murder on my enemies` I didn`t wanna do it
Thought it was God telling me busting` was enbalmin fluid` cause
uh
[Chorus - 4x]
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All I did was put a buzz In everybody mutherfucking ear` about the group I'm in Now look at the candy coupe I'm in I
Guerilla Maab - Rise Lyrics
[Hook: Peaches]
Maab is on the rise
Ain`t nobody holding us down
Maab is on the rise
Ain`t nobody stopping us now
Maab is on the rise
Ain`t nobody holding us down
Maab is on the rise
Heeeeeyyy-hey
[Trae]
With another one` down for the count
From the nigga that you hoes` all love to hate
Steady be shining these diamonds` all in your face
In a paper chase` in it just to win the race
Gotta be watching my back` and avoid the fakes
Really don`t give a damn` what none of you hoes think
How many mo` niggaz` wanna try my skills
Struggling hard` I`m trying to pay my bills
Never really know` who my friend or foes
Watch my friends` and keep my enemies close
All around the world` we may go
Still remain` to be the same old song
You say you be feeling me` but I don`t know
You prolly just wanna be` backstage at a show
Telling everybody you know` Guerilla Maab
Riding our dick` must be your big job
[Hook - 2x]
[Dougie D]
Finally we done made our way
Everything that come in the past` came today
I been looking in the future` for a brighter day
Trials and tribulations in life` I learn to evade
The sun is shining` every dog has his bone in time
And it seems to be` that my time is now
I remember` when they said I would be nothing
But now that nothing is something` and I be bringing em down
Sho` I`ma clown` nothing but the skill when I be wrecking
Up out of Texas` with diamonds all over my necklace
I keep they head checking` pass to profession
And can`t nobody contest` cause that`s the way we are a legend
You better count your blessings` cause I`m sick and tired of this thang
And while I be blowing my Mary Jane` I`m chilling with thugs
Sipping on mud` trying to keep my head long from slugs
Guerilla Maab on the rise` and we keeping it crunk
[Trae]
It was all a dream` other people said I would never be
Nothing` now collecting divid-ends to ride a Benz
Down I-10` dropping the top in the wind
With a friend once again` yelling out fuck friends
Bubble lens` when I be stacking my ends
Trying to see` could you really picture me
S3 with a JVC` 18`s in the trunk ready to beat
Chunking deuce to hoes` and burning off on them freaks
I`m a ghetto superstar` and a certified thug
So all you certified scrubs` get certified slugs
Southside till I`m dead` gotta be moving they head
Gotta keep my head up` for my brother in the FED
This is dedicated to niggaz` who be turning they back
Slamming all of they do`s` and burning off in they Lac
Since we done made it` they don`t really know how to act
Guerilla Maab`s on the rise` and stacking platinum placks
[Hook - 2x]
[Z-Ro]
All I did was put a buzz
In everybody mutherfucking ear` about the group I`m in
Now look at the candy coupe I`m in
I took a big 600 to the shop` and told em candy blue my Benz
I put a bunch of money in my billfold` cause I`m real cold
When I`m on the microphone
Everybody wanna kill` to get a piece of my mill
But I`ma weigh my skills` better surrender or bite my chrome
Cause I`ma fight my homeboys` write my own bars
When it comes` to the pen and pad
Thinking about the swine I had` and everything I own
Could the shit wasn`t bad` but in reality nigga
I was fucked up low life` living in sin
But I was given a chance` to start pimping a pen
Now Blockbuster` Soundwaves and Sam Goody`s
Be running out of my product` and re-order again
And certify my self` half a million sold
Guerilla Maab nationwide` nigga all in the stores
A yellow bitch` I`ma put my dick all in a hoe
A nigga wanna plex` put his face all in the flo`
My foot all in the do`` and coming in and out my barge
Mazaratti and a Benz` got em in the garage
And put a whole card` and a pool in my backyard
A Guerilla Maab superstar` you can`t hold me down
[Hook - 2x]
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