Текст песни Z-Ro - Tall Tale of a G, слова песни Z-Ro

Текст песни Z-Ro - Tall Tale of a G

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Telling you a tall tale of a GCause everybody wanna be a G - 4x[Z-Ro]Hearing voices of the children of the cornThe mother that has finally been warnedCause on a Polaroid in focusThere`s a picture of my first bornI got a scary crimination, so I walked up in his roomAnd he spoke his first words (daddy`s gonna die soon)Running through the metals, people running When they see me coming, a mother calling to her sonThat`s telling me to watch my back, I`m being huntedThen it was gone, I turned around it had to be onBut then I had found, it was gonna be hardFor me to make it to the crib, cause niggas had me surroundedThen all of a sudden, it was first and tenCause a nigga fell lite to the do` Set trying to raise up out of that hoeI step in and checking chins, broke loose with a loose toothI`m headed for that Cadillac, all of a sudden I felt cockNeedled ghosts steals that appear in my calf, now stick in my backThen fired one, now I made it to the car and I crunked that hoeAnd I hollered you niggas won`t get meThen I backdo` the beltway back to Mo CityBut there`s a Regal trailing close up on my fenderBut in my hand, I got the synthetic rubber deathAutomatic life ender, he`s in the right lane and I`m in the leftSo I hit the break and he hit the gas, and as he passedI busted a shot that broke the glassAnd the car was swerving, wondering to a BourbonCrashed in a diesel, then it burst to flamesI thought it was over, till the nigga pulled up in the Nova, uhNow I`m doing 85 up ahead, out the window hollering catch me if you canCould not lose him its still a pursuit, chasing till we hit RidgevanPulled up in the front of the crib, put the Lac in parkAnd I unloaded the Mac, and I`m kinda coldCause the favorite mask of a mamaBullet had my shirt spinning to my backBut I ain`t got time to bleed, cause I`m getting up out of the carTrying to catch my breath, and I heard screeching tiresAnd a bunch of foot steps, running with these niggas comingI`m getting ready to split some wigs, but running up out of the drivewayThere`s a carriage that contains my kidI dropped my strap, and hollered I`ma save youThey fin to kill your daddy but don`t worry, you can resurrect me laterI`m almost dead but to my surprised, I done visualizedThat nigga done rose up out of the carriage, I seen his big brown eyesI shed a tear running to him, thinking I could use my bodyTo shield him from the blastAnd I heard (fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck) everybody crashedThen the niggas was gone and that was that, and since I couldn`t breatheI put down my self destruct, and I passed That god damn thang to my baby boyBut I thought to myself, I can`t just go out like no fucking flameGot re-gather my nuts, and make these hoes recognize my fucking nameI`m ready to give up the ghost, and my first mind said close your eyesBut my second mind it said over ride, the first mind and grab yo` nineSo I stood to my feet, covered in blood catch a slugThat busted my ribs, and I grabbed that damn thangFrom my baby boy, and I put him back in the cribAnd since aggravation had my def callade, I put up the MacAnd I passed up the nine, and I strapped on a hand grenadeGot back in the car, only reason I see is bodies stackedFired up the dank, and I hit it so hardThe smoke started seeping up out the holes in my backI crunked up the car, for my final rideWipe the blood off the locs, and put the Lac in driveMotherfuckers better be ready to die, cause death is closeWe gon go, out like G`s and continue to plot on his ghostI`m 28 plus all of my fate, hitting what do you knowRecognized the Nova, parked the carAnd made my way to the do`, they slamming them bouldersJamming on Screw, and sipping on hennesseyWithout any warning I kicked open the do`And said do you remember meThey jumped up quick, I grabbed the hand grenadeAnd shut the fucking do`, and then I felt the heat from a 4-4They hit the deck, but it really don`t matter no mo`They tried to get out, but my nigga we locked inThere was a grenade in my hand, I dropped the pin(*talking*)Know I`m saying, going out like G`sBecause we are G`s, I wanna say what`s up to my G`sHermwood Fisher, Rockesh, Dave VMy niggas on lock, GradyYou know what I`m sayin, I see thatMike D on lock, real G`s Rest in peace to my G`sKilla Stains, A.K.A. LL, rest in peaceI see you up there balling, man hold upReal G`s, do you wanna be a GTo G or not to G for realFuck you fakers

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Tall Tale of a G

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