Z-Ro lyrics
Z-Ro lyrics
"Playa Dont Lyrics"
My Friend Lyrics
When I'm unhappy and feeling lonely, and this old world of mine comes tumbling down, you are the someone on who I can depend, it's nice to know that I have you, my friend. When I get crazy, you un
When I'm unhappy and feeling lonely, and this old world of mine comes tumbling down, you are the someone on who I can depend, it's nice to know that I have you, my friend. When I get crazy, you un
(Chad Jones)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't hate, don't hate yeah
[Hook: Chad Jones]
Playa don't hate me, hate the game
Cause you see me coming down up on your slab, swanging thangs
Playa don't hate me, hate the game
Cause you see me coming down up on your slab, chopping blades
[Z-Ro]
Playa don't hate me hate the game, ain't got no time
To be out here bullshitting, I'm out here trying to make some chan
Late Night Radio. Lyrics
Oh Mary Jane She step on a train Head for the city lights Yearning inside To swim with the tide And taste it, alright Bag on her shoulder Breathing the cold There by the metal
geOh Mary Jane She step on a train Head for the city lights Yearning inside To swim with the tide And taste it, alright Bag on her shoulder Breathing the cold There by the metal
Be solo twisting I'm a Mo City soldier, I thought I told ya
Roll with us, or get your ass rolled over
See we all about our feddy, pulling up on chrome
Nigga for real ask G.I.N., or you can ask Chad Jones
Baby we Presidential playas showing up, all these gon mind
Everyone of us diaomoned down, bet you all them hoes gon shine
We living lovely sipping Bubbly, all the cars are foreign
Ain't no jackers we barring, cause we ready for warring
I'm the king like Tarzan, but mine is swinging on a vine
We swanging on 84's, and chopping in a line
Houston Texas the origin, of a baller's paradise
It's going down, I can smell it in the air tonight
So when you see us pulling up, dressed looking like a million
Balling permanent, keep our figgas changed like chameleon
[Hook]
[Mr. Gott Damn]
Niggaz be hating for no reason, ain't no secret how I'm living
Escalade switch screens, is how you see your boy dipping
Blowing weed on the freeway, not giving a fuck
Getting my dick sucked doing eighty, bout to hit me a cut
20 inches of chrome, keep they mouth wide open
Toking cash and hoping, they can shine like me
Get out and put it down, and then grind like me
Leaving them haters and bitch niggaz, behind me
I hit the block, representing paper
4-4 safety off for them violat