One Thug

Z-Ro

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    (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]

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    [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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