Z-Ro - One Thug lyrics

This is dedicated to the motherfuckers
That think we don't go through shit
Just one thug baby

One thug-one thug
Lord showing love and mercy on one thug
Cause one slug-one slug
You know it only takes just one

Now if I die tonight
Would you cry for me would
You get high for me
And if you know who did the deed
Would you ride for me
Or did you squeeze the shot
Jealous cause I put my hustle to the fullest
Making it hard for you to bleed the block
That's what my father, told me
Take care of your business nigga
But don't rush it move slowly
Undercover with a birds eyes view


Behind glass that's tinted
No licensee plates and expired tags
Ain't no telling who's in it
When you get paid
Get another piece tell me what you gone do
When all them niggas you've been capping on
Get to capping on you
Would you cry like a bitch
Run off in yourself like a man
Or call on Jesus
When you see that warm blood on your hands
If the sun ain't shining
You better try to keep breathing
You won't make it to heaven today
You just gon burn and bleed
But, if you a soldier
Who gon fuck around with you
If you mobbing with Jehovah
He can make it where your
Hooptie be a range rover!

I'm addicted to sherm
All my problems got me chasing a high
But, I don't cry
Since mama lift me I've been waiting to die
Looking at my partners when they talk to me
I laugh to myself fake ass handshakes
I know they tend to be bad to my health
I was a nigga that was down to ride
And I guaranteed
The enemy layed it down to die ran
Out of ammo before he reloaded
I thought my nigga, would do it for me
The nigga that shot me ain't the
Killer he was suppose to be, i'm still here
I know your name and your face
And where you lay
I know where your daughter
And your baby mama stay
Is it a good thing to die
And my reply is automatic
Keep your plexing to yourself
Cause static could turn
Into motherfucking havoc
Jesus, I don't know who to trust
But give me a choice between real and fake
I'm gon know who to bust
Lord have mercy on me
Cause I'm gon always sleep
If I can't find him
And his family fin to feel me

The world as I'm seeing soaked
I'm 23 years old and I've been broke
And I would rather conversate with killers
Than kin folk cause, If I know the location
Of murder I can vacate
But, I'm still down for my pistol
Like a playmate
Nigga, even my girlfriend don't understand
Baby don't you realize
I'm homeless when it's raining and thundering
I'm bout to take my own life
But I'm not able to self destruct
But for the right price
I'll pull the ak off the shelf and I'll bust
And if you wonder why my pants sag
I keep my pistol in my pocket
Cause motherfuckers
Want to see me take my last dance
But they can't catch me
Rather I'm breathing or dead
And they can't stop me from reaching people
Put me in the FED
Guaranteed, I'mma be smoking
Weed pacing myself
Without a change in my schedule
Steady chasing my mail
Until my life is at the finish
With no more breath in my lungs
I'mma put these bitch made niggas
To rest alas in the sun

How many motherfucking times
I gotta tell you niggas
Y'all can't fuck around with us
It's the year two motherfucking triple O
It's a new motherfucking millennium
You niggas can't fuck with us
I know god damn well
You niggas can't fuck with me
I know god damn well
You niggas fuck with my nigga C-Nile nigga
Fuck y'all straight up
Thugs in the motherfucking streets
Going platinum, on motherfucking cd's and lps
Nigga we don't push ki's nigga
We push motherfucking forward cars
Up the god damn block, know I'm saying
Going platinum and gold dollars gon fold
My nigga Dirty did the track
Ain't no motherfucking, turning back
We had to pull no motherfucking return nigga
We going platinum
You niggas could kiss our motherfucking ass
Know I'm saying
Den Den, Jay-Jay, Straight Profit
I appreciate the love
And it goes on, and on, and on
And on, and on, and on, and on
Till the motherfucking break of dawn Z-Ro
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