| When will it ever stop all this hatin and droppin salt
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| All I’m tryna do is live lavish with millions in my vault
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| Now from selling crack on the corner I’m tryna do it legal
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| But I guess it ain’t no pleasin my people cause everything I do
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| Feel like somebody tellin me I want succeed
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| But I’m a millionaire and I owe it all to the hatred I recieved
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| Motherfuckers that use to be down, ain’t down no mo'
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| My true partners just can’t be found no mo'
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| There fore my motto is 'Fuck Friends'-my only dogg is Benjamin Franklin
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| Tryna take him away from me you gon' wind up stankin'
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| I gotta family to feed so currencies what I need
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| But the people I break bread with would rather see me bleed
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| Tryna take all of my fortune but my fame is forever
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| And S.U.C I’m a claim it forever and I’m still down with the yella
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| So fuck all of these bitches and bitch ass fella’s
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| And fuck a 4, it’s a PT, Glock 50, foes is jealous nigga
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| 2 many niggas tryna take me off of my game (take me off of my game)
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| Cause a nigga from the hood did a lil somethin good
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| Now they all wanna jock my fame (all wanna jock my fame)
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| When I’m comin down in my foreign
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| And I’m rollin one-deep that should tell ya about me (S.U.C.)
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| I don’t give a damn about none of you hoes
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| I blast on site cause I ain’t trippin no more
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| As soon as them eyes close it’s over and that’s that
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| Cause when they murdered my partner he didn’t get to blast back
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| Is that the price to pay just to have nice things?
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| And is my life in danger because I have ice mayne?
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| It’s a shame can’t even sport our jewelry like we wanna
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| Cause everytime we shine them jackers tryna creep up on us
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| Catchin pistol case, after pistol case, ridin dirty
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| Mr. Officer I’m not a killer just wanna see thirty
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| Cause the odds be against me when I roll alone
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| A clip full of demon repellents when I’m holdin on
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| I’m tryna make it, with this gangsta shit I ain’t gon' fake it
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| Anything a nigga earned, I’ll be damned if a nigga take it
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| Now days the ghetto version of Spundalay
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| A nigga will run up in ya residents with the undelay, cold hearted
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| Just to get they fetti, bustin brains for a living
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| Disrespecting God’s children bitch you made for a prison
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| Too many motherfuckers so I’m a hate everybody I can hate
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| And I don’t give a fuck about nothin'
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| Fuck-a-nigga, fuck-a-bitch let me get that straight
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| Ain’t no love I’m not ya blood or ya cuz nigga, bitch I’m a loner
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| I’m a asshole by nature you can get with that, or leave it at this bitch
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| The only company I need is weed
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| And since I’m nervous by nature I’m a make you bleed indeed
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| I trust nothing-if I get a funny feeling I’m gon' be bustin'
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| Plus if my blood rushing it’ll be more then a concussion
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| From my head shots and these red dots gonna cover you’re brain
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| Nigga I got problems I can’t cope-but murder scene to keep me sane
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| One love, to my nigga Moe, and one love to my nigga Redd
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| And one love, to my mothafuckin bread I’m a get that! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song II Many Niggaz , by - Z-Ro. Song from the album Greatest Hits (Screwed), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп