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Z-Ro f Trae

I Found Me

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Man fuck y`all..[Z-Ro]Nigga fuck all y`allFuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoesIf I needed a ride, I called on niggazIf I wanted some ass, I called on hoesBut not no mo` though, I get around in a tinted out fo` do`And ain`t got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thangDon`t fuck with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my loveRazor blade to the wrist, damn near lost all of my bloodThis is to all my thugs, fuck ya`ll niggazY`all just come around, cause I got them drugsWhen all my drugs gone, nigga all my thugs goneAnd I`m scared to eat, the last of the bread and the butterBecause after that, all the god damn bud goneI`m a mo`fucking struggler, I wish I was a bubblerMama said that, it would it be days like thisBut not a life like this, so I take a knife like this and slice like thisTake life like this, fuck around and I take my own life like thisOr click me a bitch nigga, in the windpipe like thisThat`s right bitch, I`m a ignant son of a bitchAnd I do click quick, it might be halves and zonesTo break a nigga bones, but never be stones and sticksI ain`t the shit bitch, I`m the motherfucking commodeAnd fuck everybody that ain`t Z-Ro, that`s on my soulFinally, I found me[Hook - 2x]Man fuck, finally I found meMan fuck you hoes, I found me[Z-Ro]I use to be a cool catNow a victim of the blues catI got tired of motherfuckers, taking a nigga for grantedAll I got is my mind, I can`t lose thatI`ma use that, even though a nigga mind goneIt ain`t lost, cause I know where it`s atJust on another level than boys, around hereFor the paper stack, cause I`ma go where it`s atI sound like a (big nigga), but I`m a (lil nigga)Damn though, some of y`all try to bo`gaurdPiss a nigga off and get that ass caught, late nightOn the backstreets, hollin` oh LordIt ain`t no mercy, I still wanna see you bleedBecause, I don`t give a damn no moreNiggaz see 3D-2, and but hollin` out fuck you hoesFinally, I found me[Trae]It`s still Guerilla Maab, and ain`t a damn thang changedI just peeped the game, and these niggaz be shifeOver the years, I seen a lot of niggaz turn fakeRiding thick on the cool, and then I have to eraseYou see me and the Maab, done learned without a thangMan most of these niggaz, be around for the fameIt ain`t no more love, therefor if you ain`t kinAnd if you get up in mine, you gon meet your endI`m one of a kind, I think you better check yourselfAnd it don`t mean a damn thang, if I shake your handIf I ain`t too enthused, and I got on a mean maskYou better stay on note, cause I`ll beat your assIt`s Guerilla Maab this, and Guerilla Maab thatI think you better get back, and shut the fuck upFor you straight step off, and get fucked upNigga Trae and Dougie D and Z-Ro, take nutsSo don`t come around now bitchWhen you showed everybody, all kinds of loveAnd I ain`t got none left, didn`t nobody wanna careHow we thug, that`s why I`m fin to be alone till I meet my deathEverybody we was cool with, fuck you tooAnd everybody who was hating us, fuck you tooIt just took a little time, for me to find myselfAnd that`s why we getting rich off ourself[Hook - 2x][Z-Ro]Better watch your back, and identify yourselfNigga one mo` step, and I`ma cock back every weaponI pack, fuck around and fr-fry yourselfA punk ass patty melt, no remorses gon be feltWhen I be dealing, with a less than G individualNothing but a AK shot, is gon be feltI never did trust no bitch, and I don`t trust no niggaFuck all of my associates, but in a life of a lifeThis motherfucker like me, you get what you suppose to getPussy in the middle of the fo`head, I wanna see my foes deadAnd I smoke, one of these old busted up ass hoesOld trailer trash ass hoes, I live life one deepAnd I don`t speak to the Nankeen no mo`, nigga they knowComing around my neck of the woods, is a no-noCause I got a 4-4, lay low pleaseEverytime I open my mouth, mo`fuckers would never believeThat`s why a nigga trip a lil bit, with a razor bladeAnd the reason, I wear long sleevesY`all can`t help me, I don`t want your helpI just want some, leave me aloneI don`t wanna go to the club, I`m cool in the streetsBitch, just leave me to roamDon`t call my cell phone, give folk don`t give a damnIf I get one in my dome, fuck you dealingY`all don`t understand my zone, finally I found me[Hook - 4x](*talking*)This Ridgemont 4 forever, Z-RoThe motherfucking Crooked, know I`m sayingI ain`t having that riff-raff man, I don`t buy wolf ticketsYou know I`m saying, so send the hoes to anotherNigga, you feel me, it`s 2K1 bitch, foreverScrewed Up Click, my niggaz ain`t going nowhereStill chopping with Double D nigga, tap tap

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