paroles de chanson Continue to Roll - Z-RO

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My hand grabs the wheel, and foot mashes the pedal
Block to block, corner to corner, looking at the devil
Making my brothers think, they got nine lives
They was so gangsta, until Lucifer got ′em caught up in a drive by
Lil' kids, witness fathers and uncles pass on
Then they grow up, to get they blast on
Everybody saying that the black community is out control
Even in the suburbs, brains get blown

They blame rap, for the murder rate
But people go to the movies, and see murder for seven dollars then they imitate
What they done seen, on Terminator 1 through 3
Schwarzenegger′s the Governor, we get L-I-F-E
Innocent victims, get a free ride to the grave
People that work hard get robbed, for every penny they save
It's like it ain't gon′ ever change, this world we live in is cold
I hit my Hypnotic, and then I continue to roll

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, as we continue to roll
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, as we continue to roll

Can′t even ride, through the hood no mo'
Without police pulling us over, looking for ounces of dope
Just ′cause I'm black, and got diamonds on my gold teeth
Ain′t enough evidence, to say I sold a quarter ki
But even still, that's the way it is
And the main reason homes are broken, and baby mamas shed tears
And have to raise their kids one deep
In and out of relationships, looking for a man so people pardon creeps

But what I see is just a soul trying to survive
The main reason why d-boys, hustle with twenties and dimes
Lil′ mama I feel your pain, trying to get ahead
Don't let that be the reason, with 24 hour open legs
I know life is hard nosed
Will we ever get our forty acres and our mule? Only God knows
Ain't no love seem like it ain′t gon′ ever change, this world we live in is cold
Hit my gin and juice, and then I continue to roll

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, as we continue to roll
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, as we continue to roll

Ain't no love in the sets no mo′, I see Bloods killing Bloods
And cuz killing cuz, I remember when it was
La familia, when we threw the sign
But brothers don't keep it gangsta, when brothers be doing time, I ain′t lying
That's why everybody, be on they own
Talking to they partner baby mama, on they mobile phone
Hood ain′t hood, it don't matter where you living
Somebody from your hood, will try to make you take their place in prison

Ask my partner Griffin, why they be snitching and telling
Watching your pocket getting jealous, 'cause they mail ain′t swelling
Before you know it you a felon, waiting on a release
Thinking revenge, ′cause a friend got you took off the streets
And then they wonder, why I roll solo
When I'm in the hood, don′t consider Z-RO as your homie no mo'
Let Ro go loc seem like it ain′t gon' ever change, this world we live in is cold
Hit my Mississippi Mud, and continue to roll

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, as we continue to roll
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, as we continue to roll
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, as we continue to roll
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, as we continue to roll