s on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) It's the things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) [Z-Ro] I
Tradução: Z-Ro. En mi ciudad.
my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) It's the things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) [Z-Ro] I bet
on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) It's the things, that's on my mind When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city) [Z-Ro] I bet
shit and drive off in the Range Ro Cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow Bang bang look at the way my chain glow The ring on my fing'
goin down my nigga Got a pocket full of cash and some 'dro my nigga Attitude like I don't give a fuck my nigga Probably the drunkest fool on the flo' my
matter what, one hundred I'm willin to feed I'm gettin that paper to feed my krew And no matter what you goin through I'm stayin true... [Chorus: Z-Ro
Antoine, to the Homestead hoods From Mo City to Studewood, it's all good I'm riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae Gon let the top down, it's a
Times) Xzibit: I'm fucked up J-Ro J-Ro: Yo i'm fucked up to Lookin' at these bitches From a birds eye view My name is J-Ro from tthe Likwit Crew Hurricane
the shit and drive off in the Range Ro' 'Cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow Bang bang look at the way my chain glow The ring on my fing
the shit and drive off in the Range Ro cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow bang bang look at the way my chain glow the ring on my fing
[Chorus: Z-Ro singing] Help me please I'm blinded by my tears and I just cain't see So many devils tryin to recycle my soul Cause in the ghetto where
God on this mobile phone If it wasn't for my life style, I'd sing another song I wish that I was ridin' around in a Bentley But maybe Z-Ro livin' lavish
time I shine you wanna crucify my soul Under investigation cause the ghetto on parole Something's wrong, if I'm not flowin it's a shame [Z-Ro] 27
go I'ma murk niggaz and get my fetti right now [Chorus 2X: Z-Ro] I'm a soldier, these stankers keep me reachin for my holster Sometime I feel my
my mind (mind-mind) I'm here to collect my pennies, my nickels and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes) And ain't nobody gonna block out my shine (shine-shine) [Z-Ro
