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Z-RO lyrics : "The Same One"

[talking]
Say Mike Dean, dig these blues


[Z-Ro]
Woke up with fifty some odd ^!$$%z, bumping they gums
God I tried to be calm, but everywhere I go it's like Vietnam

I tried to be Joseph McVey, but hey
^!$$%z be bringing the killer, back out of me everyday
The same ^!$$%z, I broke with and got fed with me

Stood behind the trigger, when the infrared lead hit me
In my conclusion, ain't no such thing as a friend all I know
Homicides are homies plotting, trying to sniff off my ends

Like they a bloodhound, or a cuz-hound
$#&@ you dollas, they'll lay they blood or they cous' down
It'll be the same ^!$$% you be rolling with, and $#&@ing with hoes

That'll tell your woman you unfaithful, cause you $#&@ing with hoes
Same ^!$$% sit down to piss, unable to stand up straight
They the reason real ^!$$%z, doing time up-state

Talking to two 2-2 clips, cause they hustle is dead
The block is too hot for em, so they snitching to get they bread


[Hook]
It be the same one, claiming that he's down for life
That'll come, and lay you down tonight

Same ^!$$% I retaliated fo', with 45's and K's
The one that got me, doing time today no lie
Same ^!$$% out of FED, running low on his bread

Same ^!$$%, trying to get between my lil' mama legs
It be the same one you figured, was closest to ya
That'll talk abot you, like he never knew ya


[Z-Ro]
Pamnick State Jail, I got eight months to do

And it's a trip, I see ^!$$%z banging for sodas and soups
In front of my eyes, I witnessed ^!$$%z get mad and (*##$
If don't nobody feed em, y'all ^!$$%z oughtta walk with a switch

I deliver blows to the nose, of my feminine foes
I promise I bet not see you fellas, at none of my shows
Talking down in a penalty, that could send you to the doctor

Touch you up, and try to fit you in your property locker
Now dig these blues, I heard that I was paying for protection
Ol' coward $$# ^!$$%, 35 bunk

I got speakers bigger than you, in back of my trunk
So I kick's it with 21 and 44, and 29 bunk
Whoop the suffer spread, and watch the time rewind

His fellas hate us, cause we stay in the commissary line ^!$$%

[Hook]


[Z-Ro]
It be the same one screaming, that he's down for life

That'll set up a robbery, and lay me down tonight
That's why I travel with my (*##$ only
Cause when she opens her mouth, ^!$$%z can't click on me

Peep out the conversation of a chrome cop killer, drop ^!$$%z and (*##$es
These snitches got me cool, if they without ^!$$%z and (*##$es
Ain't a thang changed, friends ain't friends no more

I'm on the clock for Lil' James, Rap-A-Lot Mafia hard core
If you hang around smokers, you most likely to be one
I'ma hang around some money, cause I'm trying to get me some

$#&@ing with (*##$ ^!$$%z, jeopardizes my life and freedom
So I $#&@'s with Grey D, gon scoop him up and then here we come
We infamous and keep doing, can't stop the %#@! what we done

Relaxing is an action, that could make your life a rerun
That's the reason, I roll around Houston with two or three guns
Z-Ro and anybody killer, respect it when you see one


[Hook]

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