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Z-Ro - Gonna Get Easier lyrics
(talking) This that boy Sinner Tone, better known to y'all And essay is cocked strong, giving you something To ride and get high to, I'm chilling in the studio With H-Town's finest a nigga they call Z-Ro So go on and bump this shit, and to all you Niggas who I done jacked in the game Fuck y'all I got my beams on your ass, right [Z-Ro] Everytime you see me I'm a different nigga, but don't worry About my aim, I'm consistently accurate with the trigger My nigga don't count your chickens 'fore they hatch If you owe me some feddy you better pay me I'm ignorant bout my scratch I don't trust nan nigga cause nothing but hate they be sending me Can't determine my friends from my enemies I done had partners that done helped me when my life was on the line Talking about hitting me right back I'm trying to knock this bitch down Putting pussy before your partners disrespecting the game What about you broke in them titty bars be collecting your change Trick, nigga with all these bitch niggas are made to bleed Since you giving me another reason to blaze the weed And I don't want to do another killing, another bid They've been trying to give me the crack since I was a kid But I remain calm, pill popping smoking and leaning if I wasn't high I'd leave these niggas choking and screaming (Chorus - 2x) Ooh child, things are gonna get easier Ooh boy things will get brighter [Z-Ro] I keep my middle finger pointed out at all times, lyrically Abuse somebody in all rhymes, indodging in felonious to the small crime Everybody want to do a song with Ro, but none Of these niggas want to get down on a couple of zones with Ro Fuck rapping, I need some right now money, it's getting crucial I'll be jacking for some right now money Niggas ain't ready for the episodes that I supply PCP influenced, I'm relentless nigga you can die Fuck all these niggas and these white folks, I'm all alone No friends cause in the fucking end a nigga dies all alone About to meet my maker, I hope my life is right But it's hard to focus when killers try to murder me every night I guess this life is really hard now, fiending for the day that this war stops Pulling my pistol everytime a car stops Live by the sword, die by the sword, nigga my time is borrowed I paint this for another tomorrow (Chorus - 2x) [Z-Ro] I'm crucified by the media because I'm loved by the public Even though I'm rated number one keep your thumbs up and shove it They said I'm trying to sound like Pac is my confession to that Bitch I can't help it if I sound similar when I be stressing the fact See I'm gone scream it cause I mean it anything less ain't excepted The fact that I'm dark and I'm restless is no resort of living reckless Rest in peace to my niggas that got caught up in the struggle But I'm showing love to the niggas that don't want to see me bubble But I take that back, fuck you, I made it to the top ten on my own And every bitch in every city is singing my song Imagine that I use to sleep on a corner Even in year two triple O, fuck working I'm selling marijuana Pulling the bull up over my eyes you just can never tell But I know if I'm faking I try to rap now one of tapes gone sell I predicted being real by staying true to myself Now suicide is something I don't want to do to myself (talking) Year two tripple O, Z-Ro, the new motherfucking don Feel that, my nigga Cocked Strong from Sinner Tone Day one my nigga, knowI'msaying We gone put it down (Chorus - 2x) |
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