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Z-RO lyrics : "Life"

(feat. Puff)

[Z-Ro]

Too many ^!$$%s be trying to take me off of my game
They see me balling, so they wanna take me off of my change
Ain't that a (*##$, these broke $$# ^!$$%s be creeping my pocket

But I'm a soldier y'all can't catch me without my pistol
And ain't no pac in the back, run up on me I'm dropping you flat
My ^!$$% fall behind the trigger, he don't how to act

Better tall your ^!$$%s to chill, while we go round for round
Cause if they trip in Ridgemont dumping, y'all ain't gon be around
Now kick it with your people, and see you cheer and grow up

Cause when you $#&@ with hard head ^!$$%s, your body get dumped
Three or four counties away, up in a open field
On my way back to Mo City, I'm steady smoking kill

So when you see me out in public, don't you come at me wrong
Disrespect me if you want, hoe I'ma slug at your dome
Be damned if I miss, but I'm too cool don't trick yourself (*##$

Sipping ball, take this bodybag and zip yourself (*##$

[Chorus]

Just cause you see me out in public, trying to keep my cool
Don't mean, that I ain't a damn fool, I'm a guerilla for real
Ain't nothing studio about me, (*##$ you bout to get killed

Cheifing on doja trying to chill, haters $#&@ up my moves
God damn that's another dead fool, I'm a guerilla for real
Ain't nothing studio about me, (*##$ you bout to get killed


[Puff]
I'm a guerilla for real, let's roll back to being glad

When I be riding round trying to jack, cause I got pistols in my lap
And I'm ready to unload, giving it everything I got
From Rugas to Calicoes, even Snug-Nose Glocks

So when you see me riding, ^!$$% don't try to flag me down
Cause when I'm in your face your smiling, when I turn my back you frown
So $#&@ you ^!$$%s, I'm already chilling with enough of ^!$$%s

Problems with a couple ^!$$%s, don't make me have to bust you ^!$$%s
Ridgemont till the day I die, visit or deal with it
I'm making a mill with it, Puff and Z-Ro trying to get it

Cause everyday, all day (*##$ having blocks steady be pumping
I got the weed, Ro got the drank and (*##$ and it be dumping
So (*##$ quit all of your bumping, and come all out of your ice

Trying to jack a ^!$$% like me, you be coming off all of your life
Just because you see me flipping and sipping, smoking on bud
I ain't off no, I got a sawed-off with a barrel full of slugs


[Chorus]


[Z-Ro]
Everytime I pop a pill, I be full of that bar
Hoochies be all up on a ^!$$%, (*##$ I ain't a star

I'm from the ghetto like you come from, probably lived in
My life ain't straight and narrow man, I'm barely dodging prison
Ain't you barely dodging it too, ain't you bout your paper too

Don't glorify me, I do the same %#@! y'all ^!$$%s do
Not trying to be mean my ^!$$%, my temper just bad
It's Z-Ro versus the world in my mind, I'm going had

Losing my grip sawed-off (*##$, come ride with me
You think I roll cause when you bust us, you can't ride with me
I might get pulled over by the badges, ain't no more room

Too many circles in my secret stashes
Riding 35 tears from 30, and still acting like I ain't got
Running with less fortunates and have-nots

It's on my face, no smiles, no frowns, no ups, just downs
I pull a piece but I shut it down, nothing but rounds


[Chorus x2]

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