Lyrics:
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
how many niggas I writes off
I got goons in the trap for the right cost
I watch you leap out then I take a nice loss
I play it raw and I ain't leavin
the window, see some niggas walkin' up to the entrance
Hopin' they focused on pussy after some Hennessy sippin'
'Cause I done see too many cases, this shit
Better keep my mouth closed so they can't see the shinin
They think it was Z-Ro cause all they seen was diamonds
I'm cold as a deep freeze with bags
the box keep making it through
Do your time (do your time) don't let your time do you
[Pimp C]
To my nigga Pharoahe (stay up homie)
To my nigga Z-Ro
couldn't stand the test of time. I understand but I pray that you doing fine. Bye
The L's are too many. man
Free my nigga Meek Milli
It's 2017. Every teen
raised by DMX the last
Real nigga alive, nah nigga it's still real
Niggas alive tonight we
Real niggas alive, we alive tonight
Bruh, we alive tonight, bruh
got ?
How many niggas gonna call you
How many niggas gonna fall though
All my niggas on call too
All my niggas know to fall through
All my bitches know
it's like we keep losin' more rappers (too many)
Rest in peace to Dolph he put on for his trappers
He was independent he wasn't gettin' robbed by them
niggas move around cause it ain't nothing to see
(Chorus - 2x)
[Z-Ro]
Living in the passenger side, I've been incarcerated
Plenty of times, never once
the house
He a babysitter
Niggas saying is it me
No, I'm getting bigger
Too many bullets in the house
We got cat litter
Nigga said he was a pit
He a little
sixteen
Niggas gut check
Niggas be talking who I recruited
8100 block, in the hood I'm undisputed
Me and Trae you ain't know
The Don plus Z-Ro sUC in
these niggas but I'm not gon' cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa, Jay-Z die too
Lookin' out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve
in those
Do a bid upstate and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'ma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for
How
in those
Do a bid upstate and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'ma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for
How
the spot
Since you got your mask on dog, mug my dot
Many pieces be separated, when slugs pop out
Some niggas chase paper, some niggas try it
Some niggas
on beast mode
My niggas winning
Some blue doc and some weed smoke
My niggas winning
We still live by the G code niggas winning
My niggas winning my niggas
or a dobb
Pistol on my waist to keep
Drama from gettin' hard
When I ride one of these
Six whips out the yard
It ain't no tellin' how many
Niggas I writes off
straight step off, and get fucked up
Nigga Trey and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take nuts
So don't come around now bitch
When you showed everybody, all kinds
gon kill
He's alright but he is not real
Say what you know about Trae
Better yet what you know about Ro
Not too much but you niggas know
These niggas
I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killer, Jay-Z die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep: nigga, when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe
That's fucked-that's fucked up
Growing up in a childhood
All alone with nobody no mama no daddy
Z-Ro I see why these niggas
Can't relate to us
Cause we
about me
Got hot at a nigga, but they know that I'm raw
Too nervous to face a madman, so they go and shoot up my car
I got too many niggaz, trying
Some of us made it some of us didn't, but still we got by
What about the good times, ain't too many but I remember
Stadium Bowl, the rest of the clubs
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