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Z-Ro Lyrics

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One Thug Lyrics

(Z-Ro talking)

 This is dedicated to the motherfuckers

 That think we don't go through shit, just one thug baby

 

 [Chorus - 2x]

 One thug, one thug, lord showing love and mercy on one thug

 Cause one slug, one slug, you know it only takes just one

 

 [Z-Ro]

 Now if I die tonight, would you cry for me, would you get high for me

 And if you know who did the deed would you ride for me

 Or did you squeeze the shot, jealous cause

 I put my hustle to the fullest making it hard for you to bleed the block

 That's what my father told me

 Take care of your business nigga but don't rush it move slowly

 Undercover with a birds eyes view, behind glass that's tinted

 No licensee plates and expired ain't no telling who's in it

 When you get paid, get another piece, tell me what you gone do

 When all them niggas you've been capping on get to capping on you

 Would you cry like a bitch, run up in yourself like a man

 Or call on jesus when you see that warm blood on your hands

 If the sun ain't shining, you better try to keep breathing

 You won't make it to haven today, you just gone burn and bleed

 But if you a soldier, who gone fuck around with you if you mobbing with

 Jehovah

 Either making weight your coupe could be a range rover

 

 [Chorus - 2x]

 

 [Z-Ro]

 I'm addicted to sherm, all my problems got me chasing a high

 But I don't cry, since mama lift me I've been waiting to die

 Looking at my partners when they talk to me, I laugh to myself

 Fake ass handshakes I know they tend to be bad to my health

 I was a nigga that was down to ride, and I guaranteed

 The enemy layed it down to die ran out of ammo before he reloaded

 I thought my nigga do it for me

 The nigga that shot me ain't the killer he was suppose to be, I'm still here

 I know your name and your face, and where you lay

 I know where your daughter and your baby mama stay

 Is it a good thing to die, and my reply is automatic

 Keep your plexing to yourself cause static

 could turn into motherfuckers havoc

 Jesus I don't know who to trust

 But give me a choice between real and fake I'm gone know who to bust

 Lord have mercy on me, cause I'm gone always sleep

 If I can't find him and his family fin to feel me

 

 [Chorus - 2x]

 

 [Z-Ro]

 The world as I'm seeing soaked, I'm 23 years old and I've been broke

 And I would rather conversate with killers than kin folk

 Cause If I know the location of murder I can vacate

 But I'm still down for my pistol like a playmate

 Nigga even my girlfriend don't understand

 Baby don't you realize I'm homeless

 I'm homeless when it's raining and thundering

 I'm about to take my own life but I'm not able to self destruct

 But for the right price I'll pull the ak off the shelf and I'll bust

 And if you wonder why my pants sag, I keep my pistol in my pocket

 Cause motherfuckers want to see me take my last dance

 But they can't catch rather I'm breathing or dead

 And they can't stop me from reaching people, put me in the fed

 Guaranteed, I'ma be smoking weed, pacing myself

 Without a change in my schedule steady chasing my mail

 Until my life is at the finish with no more breath in my lungs

 I'ma put these bitch made niggas to rest not last in the sun

 

 [Chorus - 4x]

 

 (Z-Ro talking in the background of the chorus)

 How many motherfucking times I got to tell you niggas

 Y'all can't fuck around with us, it's the year two motherfucking triple o

 It's a new motherfucking millennium, you niggas can't fuck with us

 I know god damn well you niggas can't fuck with me

 I know god damn well you niggas fuck with my nigga C-Nile nigga

 Fuck y'all straight up, thugs in the motherfucking streets

 Going platinum on motherfucking c.d.'s and l.p.s

 Nigga we don't push ki's nigga, we push motherfucking forward cars

 Up the god damn block, knowI'msaying, going platinum and gold

 Dollars gone fold, my nigga Dirty did the track

 ain't no motherfucking turning back

 We had to pull no motherfucking return nigga, we going platinum

 You niggas could kiss our motherfucking ass, knowI'msaying

 Den-Den, Jay-Jay, Straight Profit, I appreciate the love

 And it goes on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on

 Till the motherfucking break of dawn Z-Ro, S.U.C.
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