Z-RO - Do You See? - Screwed & Chopped paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Do You See? - Screwed & Chopped - Z-RO



Do you see, what I see?
All I do, is wanna be somebody
Can you feel what I feel?
I try my best, to keep it real
And pay dues
Extra extra read all about it, I'm going crazy
Ro raging with motherfu... ers smoking, going eighty
Miles per hour, pass up the city gel on my collar
Trying to locate and half of it, that will give a nigga some power
Not saying that I'm weak, bullets gon' hang when I speak
I bust a brain if I reach, and get that thang off my seat
I'm in love with selling, that's why I ain't winning that much
Gas money looking funny, wheels ain't spinning that much
But I'ma make it the way of the other, 'cause I can't stop
People trying to trick me of my mission, but I can't drop
But I'ma make it the way of the other, 'cause I can't stop
People trying to trick me of my mission, but I can't drop
But I'ma make it the way of the other, 'cause I can't stop
People trying to trick me of my mission, but I can't drop
Cause I can't fall, run up I'ma keep bumping my lead
Before the game over I know, I'ma be dumping my lead
Because I'm nervous by nature, the slightest move will get you shot
I've been known to help niggas make it to they burial plot
Not my lifestyle, I love the way the feddy stack
Record labels stealing Z-Ro, to CEO gon' get it back
Not my lifestyle, I love the way the feddy stack
Record labels stealing Z-Ro, to CEO gon' get it back
Do you see, what I see?
All I do, is wanna be somebody
Can you feel what I feel?
I try my best, to keep it real
And pay dues
Sometimes, I feel like doing myself
Sixty percent of my body is drank, I ruin myself
But I'm addicted, eyes f... cked leaning and look inflicted
With my facing revelations, tripping on what it predicted
Sometimes, I feel like doing myself
Sixty percent of my body is drank, I ruin myself
But I'm addicted, eyes f... cked leaning and look inflicted
With my facing revelations, tripping on what it predicted
'Cause it's happening, when the trumpet blow
Ain't gon be no mo' laughing and, it's to the left or the right
I hope I get to go to heaven, I hear heaven is tight
Plus they tell me that hell is hot, and they won't give you no ice
I need a cool breeze, most of these bi... ches be the devil trying to fool me
Taking my kindness for weakness, and trying to use me
Bitch f... ck your hair and your nails, you 'bout to lose me
I sleep with my uzi
I need a cool breeze, most of these bi... ches be the devil trying to fool me
Taking my kindness for weakness, and trying to use me
Bitch f... ck your hair and your nails, you 'bout to lose me
I sleep with my uzi, 'cause she ain't gon steal from me if I nod off
The only place I don't let her go, is in God house
I'm a gangsta fa sho, you better believe me
I bet I'll be on that doja, every time you see me
Do you see, what I see?
All I do, is wanna be somebody
Can you feel what I feel?
I try my best, to keep it real
And pay dues
I done made up my mind
Hustle all alone, I'm trying to get up some mo' shine
Every time I turn around, someone bringing me down
Got tired of 'em pulling on me, started slanging them rounds
And now they thinking I'm a crazy
Scarred and stabbed and shot, I'm still a baby, I want my mama
'Cause I'm having bad dreams, and I die in 'em all
Got me ain't friendly when you see me, ain't no smiling at all
I done made up my mind
Hustle all alone, I'm trying to get up some mo' shine
Every time I turn around, someone bringing me down
Got tired of 'em pulling on me, started slanging them rounds
And now they thinking I'm a crazy
Scarred and stabbed and shot, I'm still a baby, I want my mama
'Cause I'm having bad dreams, and I die in 'em all
Got me ain't friendly when you see me, ain't no smiling at all
I live the thug life, heartless and hopeless
Laying low ducking the law, with long you lusting and acting douches
I'm connected, my best friend use to be I-10
Until my out of town connect, put out your chest and took my ends
Got me throwed off in the mind, retaliation's what I take
Fears get blowed off with my nine, incarceration's what I face
Feel me, I done lost my mind, but it's all gravy baby
I get tipped for knocking bustas off daily
Do you see, what I see?
All I do, is wanna be somebody
Can you feel what I feel?
I try my best, to keep it real
And pay dues
Do you see, what I see?
All I do, is wanna be somebody
Can you feel what I feel?
I try my best, to keep it real
And pay dues



Writer(s): Joseph Wayne Mcvey


Z-RO - A Bad Azz Mix Tape (Screwed & Chopped)
Album A Bad Azz Mix Tape (Screwed & Chopped)
date de sortie
15-04-2003



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