| Say some people call me the Crooked, cause my mind ain’t straight
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| Leave niggas leaning to the side, like they need a V8
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| I tried to be a changed man, but my plan ain’t play
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| Haters forced me, to put a gun back in my hand and spray
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| Was already dealing with, a bunch of those ho ass niggas
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| Niggas-niggas, hated by mo' bitch ass niggas
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| Took a fall, got arrested then you bitches got bold
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| What you thought I wasn’t coming back, to bomb on you hoes
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| I heard the rumors for myself, Z-Ro signed for ten
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| Here I am, it ain’t safe to come outside again
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| For the record, fuck everybody I ain’t got no friend
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| Nigga remember how you treated Ro, when Ro had no ends
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| That explain when you see me, why I reach in my pants
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| Pull out my pistol, let a fade nigga straight bleed in they ass
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| Yeah I’m back and let it be known, Z-Ro done made it home
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| Fuck with me I empty out my clip, reload and keep on
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| Keep on, and I won’t stop
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| Fuck with me, I promise I’mma make your breathing stop
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| I keep on, with my Glock cocked
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| Living on the edge till I’m dead, screaming fuck the cops
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| Fresh out of jail, mayn
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| You niggas, done fucked up now
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| Came back, to get my mail mayn
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| Playa don’t make me, buck you down
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| I’m the King of Da Ghetto
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| And I’m here, to reclaim my throne
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| In a relationship, with a chick 4−4
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| And nigga my bitch, be blazing domes
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| If y’all fellas, wanna play game
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| I’m dumping, on every car I see
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| It’s that time, when I play mayn
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| Brace yourself, R.I.P
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| It’s reprocussions, when you niggas press my buttons too hard
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| Then I become a saint, by bringing you niggas closer to God
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| Love nothing and slug something, everytime I breathe
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| Murder on my enemies, I’m the reason they families grieve
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| Please O.G. |
| gorilla, original girl gone on
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| 'Fore I beat your bitch ass, without ever hanging up my phone
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| Cause when I get wired up, niggas get tied up
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| It be nothing but yellow tape, everytime I r-ride up
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| T-Ray, we use to be cool and kick it and thang
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| Understand you was in prison, and missing the game
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| Understand me when I tell you, if you cross me you could die
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| Might as well be a pigeon, cause your spirit fin to fly
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| If you wasn’t on «Keep on Watching Me», you ain’t a Guerilla
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| Trying to imitate a gangsta, that’s when a gangsta come get ya
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| Run and telling toy soldiers in your army, the war’s on
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| Catch em one by one and dump my gun, they cease to keep on what |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Keep On , by - Z-Ro. Song from the album I'm Still Living, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп