Z-Ro - II Many Niggaz lyrics

When will it ever stop all
This hatin and droppin salt
All I'm tryna do is live lavish
With millions in my vault
Now from selling crack on the corner
I'm tryna do it legal
But, I guess it ain't no pleasin
My people cause everything I do
Feel like somebody tellin me I want succeed
But, I'm a millionaire and I owe it
All to the hatred I recieved
Motherfuckers that use to be down
Ain't down no mo'
My true partners just can't be found no mo'
There fore my motto is 'Fuck Friends'-my
Only dogg is Benjamin Franklin
Tryna take him away from me
You gon' wind up stankin'
I gotta family to feed so
Currencies what I need
But the people I break bread with
Would rather see me bleed
Tryna take all of my fortune
But my fame is forever
And SUC I'm a claim it forever and
I'm still down with the yella
So fuck all of these bitches
And bitch ass fella's
And fuck a 4, it's a PT, Glock 50
Foes is jealous nigga

2 many niggas tryna take me off of my game
(take me off of my game)
Cause a nigga from the hood
Did a lil somethin good
Now they all wanna jock my fame
(all wanna jock my fame)
When I'm comin down in my foreign
And I'm rollin one deep that
Should tell ya about me (SUC)
I don't give a damn about none of you hoes
I blast on site cause I ain't trippin no more

As soon as them eyes close
It's over and that's that
Cause when they murdered my partner he
Didn't get to blast back
Is that the price to pay
Just to have nice things?
And is my life in danger
Because I have ice mayne?
It's a shame can't even sport
Our jewelry like we wanna
Cause everytime we shine them jackers
Tryna creep up on us
Catchin pistol case, after pistol case
Ridin dirty mr officer I'm not a killer
Just wanna see thirty
Cause the odds be against me
When I roll alone
A clip full of demon repellents
When I'm holdin on i'm tryna make it
With this gangsta shit I ain't gon' fake it
Anything a nigga earned
I'll be damned if a nigga take it
Now days the ghetto version of Spundalay
A nigga will run up in
Ya residents with the undelay, cold hearted
Just to get they fetti
Bustin brains for a living
Disrespecting God's children bitch you
Made for a prison

Too many motherfuckers so I'm a
Hate everybody I can hate
And I don't give a fuck about nothin'
Fuck-a-nigga, fuck-a-bitch let me
Get that straight ain't no love I'm not ya
Blood or ya cuz nigga, bitch I'm a loner
I'm a asshole by nature you
Can get with that, or leave it at this bitch
The only company I need is weed
And since I'm nervous by nature I'm
A make you bleed indeed
I trust nothing-if I get a funny
Feeling I'm gon' be bustin'
Plus if my blood rushing it'll
Be more then a concussion
From my head shots and these red
Dots gonna cover you're brain
Nigga I got problems I can't cope-but
Murder scene to keep me sane
One love, to my nigga Moe
And one love to my nigga Redd and one love
To my mothafuckin bread I'm a get that!