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Z-RO lyrics : "And 2 My G's"

[Z-Ro]
One of my partnas have been shot
And all that's going through my mind

Is he dead or alive, when I'm pacing the flo'
And looking around 4-5
Thinking of the worst, but nobody would tell me the drama

But the silence is killing me, checking on his family
Saying a prayer for him and his mama
Come through sit at his bedside, and ease his pain

Relieve my tension, I'm flinching when they mention name
Big D, come G, I don't want you to die
Remember when we use to dip

In your day-day Coupe and get high
Remember, when you use to think I was crazy and wouldn't chill with me
You come to get me up the flip, and smoke some kill with me

I really appreciate the love that was shown
I'ma keep the faith and never leave you alone
You can depend on me, got down on my knees

And I prayed, until you recovered
Then jumped your big $$#, right back off in the game
Because there's money to be made, and I won't knock you

Just watch yourself when you in them streets
And keep your heater, under your seat when you creep


[Hook x4]
And to my G's
Don't worry bout a damn thang


[Z-Ro]
You use to call me G.I., but to me you was s soldier indeed

Even though you dodged the cops daily, you would hit my crib up with weed
Freestyling to beats, and smoking on fire sweet and parlay
You should of got a purple heart, for living in a war everyday

If he's really a friend, you would turn him in
That's what the laws would tell us
And fellas would talk about turning you in

How could your hood be so jealous
And ready to give out the location, of a G on the move
Somebody tell me, is your partna's freedom worth some money to you

But I know he's in the county jail stressed, $#&@ stabbing you in your back
Cause they smile up in your face, and stab you in your chest
And its kinda hard, to receive the swishas they pass me

When I feel I got to watch the people, they call his still family
Must a song be coming, cause it happened the way you said it would unfold
My name is Grady, and they watch me like the Super Bowl

Now that your not around, I'ma still put it down the way you told me to do
And when I go gold its dedicated to you, and to my G's


[Hook x4]

[Verse 3]

I'm still trying to figure out what happened
One minute you here, then the next you was gone
Just think quick, I lost my ^!$$%

Victimized to the game, and we still mourn
But ^!$$% hold on, cause I know its living life
Trapped in this cell, trying to ease the pain

But it still remains, every time I put you in jail
And its hard to accept the fact, that you a cellmate my ^!$$%
Po' out some liquor, and sho' wish was here to light, up this swisha

And I'll never forget the advice you gave me bout life, cause you were right
Don't shake them dikes, cause the rules apply, ain't always precise
I'm paying a price, my freedom been taken away

And they threw away the key, trapped in misery
Cause suffering forced me to run these streets so desperately
And to my G's watch your back, cause it ain't no love in these streets

It seems like each day, there's a different way, to fall victim to defeat
Cause if you real with your boy, it don't hurt to see him fall off
When a forty get low point to the curb, just letting you know you thought of

No matter what when you get out, thangs'll still be the same
But until then hold on ^!$$%, and don't worry bout a damn thang


[Hook x4]

[Z-Ro]

This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through
My treasures are laid out, somewhere beyond the blue
The angels beckon me, from Heaven's open doors
And a ^!$$% can't feel at home in the this world no mo'
Feel at home in this world no mo'

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