them J's done kept on chopping (??)on some big O's, keepin fiends lit (??)like pillows I eat on the block, and sleep on the block, then I retreat on my
Tradução: Z-Ro. En mi rutina.
loose my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind I gotta staay on my griiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ii iiiiiiiiind... I'm gon be hustlen till I loose my miiiiiiiiiiiiind... till I loose my miiiii iii iiiiiiind [Verse 2: Z-Ro
m riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they mouth Cause I roll
cha mind right Everythang I drive candy, so I shine bright I'm either on the grind, tryin'a get my bank on Or on recline mayn, tryin'a get my drank on
beat [Chorus: Z-Ro] Ever since I could remember I been on my grind, All the time Nothing but paper and pussy and the finer things on my mind I had to
it's over with I crucify the crucial, with that legs on my shoulder shit Hypnotic, is my afrodesiac Make me keep on going and going, something like a duracel six pack Pardon my
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
a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga make him vomit On the grind, I'ma take a trip on Greyhound I be flying on a plane but the dope is on the ground Headed
a fo' do' [Z-Ro] Slow Loud And Bangin', all in my trunk Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk I blow on skunk, I blow on doja Military minded
Z-Ro] I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've only got some Since I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun Rolling around in my
I'm riding on platinum grey, with z-ro and trae Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they mouth Cause
do my scrape plate Sitting high on 24's, and my cuttly's to a rose See nothing but gray smoke, when I open up my dows No need to say mo, real G's get
, and we wrecking the radio We cooking the airwaves to Don and Z-Ro Too many haters be offending me I'm not gone let them get to me, Z-Ro forever meant
On my grind, steady stacking all of my ends I'm moving slow, turning everybody head So you know I'm thoed, I'm fin to pop my do's On glass 4's fin