paroles de chanson 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
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