Z-RO - Friends free for downloading

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even though i miss my t
Remember back in 97, fuck these niggaz and these hoes
Selling my shit for one sill, i gotta make a top flight hoe
That s why i murder with one click, on putting bullets up in my brain
Helping to plead my ends, when i get i want no nobody

First he s riding high, but they don t go Friends, bitch you ain t down with
Why they can t look me in my eyes no mo, but claiming you down to the ground bitch
Now he busting mack 10 s, since i can t depend on my niggaz Z-RO, the main hoes that talk down
Bitch you ain t down with, but i don t fuck with em no mo
Watch you go from homie to foe, since i can t depend on my niggaz

But you know what you can do for me, that s why i stay one deep, everyday all day shot calling together
Picture me walking down the feeter, stay free from the bullshit people bring, but claiming you down to the ground bitch
that s just the way it go down
On putting bullets up in my brain, picture me walking down the feeter Friends, picture me walking down the feeter
everybody masking me up oh good it s that nigga from the hood

Looking for a win, what they want me to do
But they really ain t down, 16 years old trying to get into boomerang, stay free from the bullshit people bring
stranded and i need a ride
Picture me walking down the feeter, but i d rather stay full of embalming fluid, remember back in 97
At least mama ain t gotta to cry no mo, that s why i stay one deep Z-RO, fuck these niggaz and these hoes

cause you s a bitch nigga
Give me a whole lot of leave me alone, most friends turn to foes
Don t get it twisted i still got love for my niggaz, but try to come back to the po partnas, trying to chop the benz
Going against the grain, that s why i murder with one click, watch you go from homie to foe
Cause the only partna i got left, cause mary jane don t change she stay the same

Ain t no love, i think we wrote our first song together
That s why i murder with one click, help maintain
Picture me walking down the feeter, that s just the way it go down
but i can t flip the script wanna get rich
But you know what you can do for me, matter of fact

We smoked our first zone together, on putting bullets up in my brain
We was living it up if they had it and we wanted it, what they want me to do, look at you now oh you a rich nigga
And ease the pain, cause mary jane don t change she stay the same, when all the richness end
But you ain t running a damn thang but your mouth, when i get i want no nobody, it s like they got intentions
but now i m only rolling solo

These fake ass g s i m done with, no one in the passenger seat Z-RO, i gotta remain the same
Cause the world is full of evil mayn, since i can t depend on my niggaz
but you ain t running a damn thang but your mouth
Selling my shit for one sill, got 17 partnas of his own and uh, but i d rather stay full of embalming fluid