Lyrics Real Niggas - Z-RO

2000, Z-Ro, Z-Ro the motherfucking Don
Y′all know me, talking about this shife ass life that we live
Brothers killing brothers, sisters killing sisters
Fathers killing sons, goddamn

Let me continue by saying that I don't love these hoes
My only love is found Ro, dumping optimoes
In an attempt to get lifted, trying to separate the real from the wicked
Bein′ grown ain't as easy as we thought it was, is it?

Nigga but you can visit me in prison or keep in touch by the letters
Just seeing my partners face will make me feel better
'Cause this earth is cursed so I′m identified by pain in my verse
And will the final face I see be a nurse, for what it′s worth

I wanna die while I'm sleeping, not while I′m creeping
Because my closest homies might be into grim reaping
Hard for me to believe that I became the man I am
Went from bible study to moving grams on a digital scale

I make mail, cause in yale I sell
Guaranteed to make a profit, never fail
'Cause they run and tell more money for me
′Cause I wanna be able
Not to ball, but to keep food on the table, believe that

Real niggas keep it real with God, keep your head up
Stay down on your knees 'cause this life is hard
I know you don′t wanna live in jail for living shife
Hoping you might receive a kite, from your child and your wife

Real niggas keep it real with God, keep your head up
Stay down on your knees 'cause this life is hard
I know you don't wanna live in hell for living shife
Or in the house of the Lord, all the days of your life

Remember me and T, I still got love
But somebody been looking for me so that′s the reason I got slugs
Loaded up in a twelve gauge
Holding it close when I walk around corners
Trying to stay sober, to be on my P′s and Q's so no marijuana

But if it′s destiny for me to fail
I'd rather kick it in Heaven and leave the jealous in this hell
I′m built to last so I'm gon′ blast with intentions to kill
Because we living under the devil for real

God don't love the world, Eddie Davis only son to save him
If it was me, I would of told my father pop I can't fade it
Because the world is so hateful (hateful)
Scandalous, conniving and ungrateful (ungrateful)

And if it ain′t a nigga from the streets, then look to your family
Because they gon′ trip with you
Wait for you to get paid and try to sip with you
But y'all ain′t drinking up out my cup
'Cause that will leave a poisonous stain
It′s hard enough to keep my pistol from my brain, maintain

Real niggas keep it real with God, keep your head up
Stay down on your knees 'cause this life is hard
I know you don′t wanna live in jail for living shife
Hoping you might receive a kite from your child and your wife

Real niggas keep it real with God, keep your head up
Stay down on your knees 'cause this life is hard
I know you don't wanna live in hell for living shife
Or in the house of the Lord, all the days of your life

Rest in peace Grand Pappy Mafioso, day before yesterday
Another statistic ′cause somebody let the AK spray
You know it′s hard for me to deal with but I know what I gotta do
Get something to make them haters blood spill with

Kill me if you can, then you's the better man
But I′m telling you right now, I'm a motherfucking veteran
Gotta spill them niggas be talking about, I′m about to pick this nigga
Gotta watch these hoes, because they skinless ass dickless niggas

And I don't wanna die so if I have too I′ma blast on sight
Better take cover because I'm coming for your ass tonight
And even still I try to keep my composure
But I find myself drowning in codeine and the doja

I'll forever be thugging and mean mugging while I′m clutching a fat nine
Eager to make a motherfucker flatline
But I never start nothing with niggas, I just end it with a bang
When you do dirt, you get dirt man

Real niggas keep it real with God, keep your head up
Stay down on your knees ′cause this life is hard
I know you don't wanna live in jail for living shife
Hoping you might receive a kite, from your child and your wife

Real niggas keep it real with God, keep your head up
Stay down on your knees ′cause this life is hard
I know you don't wanna live in hell for living shife
Or in the house of the Lord, all the days of your life

Miss them beats
Waterboy AKA Nutty
Miss the beats, melancholy
Miss them beats, they live
Miss them beats, I′ma fall and tote this in the game, man

Sammy Lee, who you playin' my nigga, hold your head
Reacts, cops
Living in these crooked ass streets
Can′t even believe what you see no more

Let alone none that you give
Move to the motherfucking game, man
Got the same rhythm, ball and chalk man, do or die
Real niggas