Z-Ro - The Same One lyrics
[Z-Ro - The Same One lyrics]
Say Mike Dean, dig these blues
Woke up with fifty some odd niggas
Bumping they gums god I tried to be calm
But everywhere I go it's like Vietnam
I tried to be Joseph McVey, but hey
Niggas be bringing the killer
Back out of me everyday the same niggas
I broke with and got fed with me
Stood behind the trigger
When the infrared lead hit me
In my conclusion
Ain't no such thing as a friend all I know
Homicides are homies plotting
Trying to sniff off my ends
Like they a bloodhound, or a cuz-hound
Fuck you dollas
They'll lay they blood or they cous' down
It'll be the same nigga you be rolling with
And fucking with hoes
That'll tell your woman you unfaithful
Cause you fucking with hoes
Same nigga sit down to piss
Unable to stand up straight
They the reason real niggas
Doing time up-state
Talking to two 2-2 clips
Cause they hustle is dead
The block is too hot for em
So they snitching to get they bread
It be the same one
Claiming that he's down for life
That'll come, and lay you down tonight
Same nigga I retaliated fo'
With 45's and K's
The one that got me, doing time today no lie
Same nigga out of FED
Running low on his bread same nigga
Trying to get between my lil' mama legs
It be the same one you figured
Was closest to ya
That'll talk abot you, like he never knew ya
Pamnick State Jail, I got eight months to do
And it's a trip
I see niggas banging for sodas and soups
In front of my eyes
I witnessed niggas get mad and bitch
If don't nobody feed em
Y'all niggas oughtta walk with a switch
I deliver blows to the nose
Of my feminine foes
I promise I bet not see you fellas
At none of my shows
Talking down in a penalty
That could send you to the doctor
Touch you up
And try to fit you in your property locker
Now dig these blues
I heard that I was paying for protection
Ol' coward ass nigga, 35 bunk
I got speakers bigger than you
In back of my trunk
So I kick's it with 21 and 44, and 29 bunk
Whoop the suffer spread
And watch the time rewind
His fellas hate us
Cause we stay in the commissary line nigga
It be the same one screaming
That he's down for life
That'll set up a robbery
And lay me down tonight
That's why I travel with my bitch only
Cause when she opens her mouth
Niggas can't click on me
Peep out the conversation of
A chrome cop killer, drop niggas and bitches
These snitches got me cool
If they without niggas and bitches
Ain't a thang changed
Friends ain't friends no more
I'm on the clock for Lil' James
Rap-A-Lot Mafia hard core
If you hang around smokers
You most likely to be one
I'ma hang around some money
Cause I'm trying to get me some
Fucking with bitch niggas
Jeopardizes my life and freedom
So I fuck's with Grey D
Gon scoop him up and then here we come
We infamous and keep doing
Can't stop the shit what we done
Relaxing is an action
That could make your life a rerun
That's the reason
I roll around Houston with two or three guns
Z-Ro and anybody killer
Respect it when you see one
Woke up with fifty some odd niggas
Bumping they gums god I tried to be calm
But everywhere I go it's like Vietnam
I tried to be Joseph McVey, but hey
Niggas be bringing the killer
Back out of me everyday the same niggas
I broke with and got fed with me
Stood behind the trigger
When the infrared lead hit me
In my conclusion
Ain't no such thing as a friend all I know
Homicides are homies plotting
Trying to sniff off my ends
Like they a bloodhound, or a cuz-hound
Fuck you dollas
They'll lay they blood or they cous' down
It'll be the same nigga you be rolling with
And fucking with hoes
That'll tell your woman you unfaithful
Cause you fucking with hoes
Same nigga sit down to piss
Unable to stand up straight
They the reason real niggas
Doing time up-state
Talking to two 2-2 clips
Cause they hustle is dead
The block is too hot for em
So they snitching to get they bread
It be the same one
Claiming that he's down for life
That'll come, and lay you down tonight
Same nigga I retaliated fo'
With 45's and K's
The one that got me, doing time today no lie
Same nigga out of FED
Running low on his bread same nigga
Trying to get between my lil' mama legs
It be the same one you figured
Was closest to ya
That'll talk abot you, like he never knew ya
Pamnick State Jail, I got eight months to do
And it's a trip
I see niggas banging for sodas and soups
In front of my eyes
I witnessed niggas get mad and bitch
If don't nobody feed em
Y'all niggas oughtta walk with a switch
I deliver blows to the nose
Of my feminine foes
I promise I bet not see you fellas
At none of my shows
Talking down in a penalty
That could send you to the doctor
Touch you up
And try to fit you in your property locker
Now dig these blues
I heard that I was paying for protection
Ol' coward ass nigga, 35 bunk
I got speakers bigger than you
In back of my trunk
So I kick's it with 21 and 44, and 29 bunk
Whoop the suffer spread
And watch the time rewind
His fellas hate us
Cause we stay in the commissary line nigga
It be the same one screaming
That he's down for life
That'll set up a robbery
And lay me down tonight
That's why I travel with my bitch only
Cause when she opens her mouth
Niggas can't click on me
Peep out the conversation of
A chrome cop killer, drop niggas and bitches
These snitches got me cool
If they without niggas and bitches
Ain't a thang changed
Friends ain't friends no more
I'm on the clock for Lil' James
Rap-A-Lot Mafia hard core
If you hang around smokers
You most likely to be one
I'ma hang around some money
Cause I'm trying to get me some
Fucking with bitch niggas
Jeopardizes my life and freedom
So I fuck's with Grey D
Gon scoop him up and then here we come
We infamous and keep doing
Can't stop the shit what we done
Relaxing is an action
That could make your life a rerun
That's the reason
I roll around Houston with two or three guns
Z-Ro and anybody killer
Respect it when you see one