Z-Ro - Keep On lyrics
[Z-Ro - Keep On lyrics]
Say some people call me the Crooked
Cause my mind ain't straight
Leave niggas leaning to the side
Like they need a V8
I tried to be a changed man
But my plan ain't play haters forced me
To put a gun back in my hand and spray
Was already dealing with
A bunch of those ho ass niggas
Niggas-niggas, hated by mo' bitch ass niggas
Took a fall
Got arrested then you bitches got bold
What you thought I wasn't coming back
To bomb on you hoes
I heard the rumors for myself
Z-Ro signed for ten here I am
It ain't safe to come outside again
For the record
Fuck everybody I ain't got no friend
Nigga remember how you treated Ro
When Ro had no ends
That explain when you see me
Why I reach in my pants pull out my pistol
Let a fade nigga straight bleed in they ass
Yeah I'm back and let it be known
Z-Ro done made it home
Fuck with me I empty out my clip
Reload and keep on
Keep on, and I won't stop fuck with me
I promise I'mma make your breathing stop
I keep on, with my Glock cocked
Living on the edge till I'm dead
Screaming fuck the cops
Fresh out of jail, mayn
You niggas, done fucked up now
Came back, to get my mail mayn
Playa don't make me, buck you down
I'm the King of Da Ghetto
And I'm here, to reclaim my throne
In a relationship, with a chick 4-4
And nigga my bitch, be blazing domes
If y'all fellas, wanna play game
I'm dumping, on every car I see
It's that time, when I play mayn
Brace yourself, RIP
It's reprocussions
When you niggas press my buttons too hard
Then I become a saint
By bringing you niggas closer to God
Love nothing and slug something
Everytime I breathe murder on my enemies
I'm the reason they families grieve
Please OG gorilla, original girl gone on
'Fore I beat your bitch ass
Without ever hanging up my phone
Cause when I get wired up, niggas get tied up
It be nothing but yellow tape
Everytime I r-ride up
T-Ray, we use to be cool
And kick it and thang
Understand you was in prison
And missing the game
Understand me when I tell you
If you cross me you could die
Might as well be a pigeon
Cause your spirit fin to fly
If you wasn't on "Keep on Watching Me"
You ain't a Guerilla
Trying to imitate a gangsta
That's when a gangsta come get ya
Run and telling toy soldiers in your army
The war's on
Catch em one by one and dump my gun
They cease to keep on what
Cause my mind ain't straight
Leave niggas leaning to the side
Like they need a V8
I tried to be a changed man
But my plan ain't play haters forced me
To put a gun back in my hand and spray
Was already dealing with
A bunch of those ho ass niggas
Niggas-niggas, hated by mo' bitch ass niggas
Took a fall
Got arrested then you bitches got bold
What you thought I wasn't coming back
To bomb on you hoes
I heard the rumors for myself
Z-Ro signed for ten here I am
It ain't safe to come outside again
For the record
Fuck everybody I ain't got no friend
Nigga remember how you treated Ro
When Ro had no ends
That explain when you see me
Why I reach in my pants pull out my pistol
Let a fade nigga straight bleed in they ass
Yeah I'm back and let it be known
Z-Ro done made it home
Fuck with me I empty out my clip
Reload and keep on
Keep on, and I won't stop fuck with me
I promise I'mma make your breathing stop
I keep on, with my Glock cocked
Living on the edge till I'm dead
Screaming fuck the cops
Fresh out of jail, mayn
You niggas, done fucked up now
Came back, to get my mail mayn
Playa don't make me, buck you down
I'm the King of Da Ghetto
And I'm here, to reclaim my throne
In a relationship, with a chick 4-4
And nigga my bitch, be blazing domes
If y'all fellas, wanna play game
I'm dumping, on every car I see
It's that time, when I play mayn
Brace yourself, RIP
It's reprocussions
When you niggas press my buttons too hard
Then I become a saint
By bringing you niggas closer to God
Love nothing and slug something
Everytime I breathe murder on my enemies
I'm the reason they families grieve
Please OG gorilla, original girl gone on
'Fore I beat your bitch ass
Without ever hanging up my phone
Cause when I get wired up, niggas get tied up
It be nothing but yellow tape
Everytime I r-ride up
T-Ray, we use to be cool
And kick it and thang
Understand you was in prison
And missing the game
Understand me when I tell you
If you cross me you could die
Might as well be a pigeon
Cause your spirit fin to fly
If you wasn't on "Keep on Watching Me"
You ain't a Guerilla
Trying to imitate a gangsta
That's when a gangsta come get ya
Run and telling toy soldiers in your army
The war's on
Catch em one by one and dump my gun
They cease to keep on what