| Hoping my thug motherfuckers know
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| This be the realest shit I never wrote
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| Up in my studio getting blowed
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| To the illest shit I ever spoke
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| Hoping my thug motherfuckers know
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| This be the realest shit I never wrote
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| Up in my studio getting blowed
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| To the illest shit I ever spoke
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| They say I’m the 2Pac of Texas
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| And you ain’t got to like it but I bet you gon' respect it
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| I really be one deep it ain’t just hanging off my necklace
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| I need to take a shit but my schedule be so hectic
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| Them people trying to send me up the road again
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| They don’t want to see me drive my Bentley up the road again
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| Racist motherfuckers when i go to court they show me them
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| They know i’m innocent but they don’t give a fuck Z-Ro won’t win
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| And then they wonder why my attitude the way it is
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| I’m rich but they still think I’ma rob 'em that’s just the way it is
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| Leave church on a Sunday they don’t give a fuck what day it is
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| In front of me and behind me I can tell what type of day this is
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| It’s a shame I got to walk around with bond money
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| I ain’t got a receipt though the crooked cop gon' take some from me
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| He say he smell that loud I told him find it and let me know
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| I smelled it too but he couldn’t find it and had to let me go
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| Hoping my thug motherfuckers know
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| This be the realest shit I never wrote
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| Up in my studio getting blowed
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| To the illest shit I ever spoke
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| Hoping my thug motherfuckers know
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| This be the realest shit I never wrote
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| Up in my studio getting blowed
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| To the illest shit I ever spoke
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| 21 gun salute
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| Dressed in black gators and an Italian cut suit
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| When the camera start flashing I disappear into the crowd like Poof
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| These little rappers round town think they live like me
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| Hope they survive and they get to see 39 like me
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| Even gotta hustle in your sleep to be on your grind like me
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| Turn into sunlight dipped in chrome, is how you shine like me
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| They living fantasies, nigga but this the real-world here
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| Where all the grown women at? |
| Ain’t nothing but little girls here
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| These reality shows got all these hoes acting like thots
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| And Facebook is the brand new bible that’s why relationships flop
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| And instead of breaking up a fight, we record it and holler «WorldStar!»
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| Could have saved a life instead another death on WorldStar
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| If Martin Luther King came back I wonder what he would say
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| Cops kill us, we riot, When we kill each other, it’s okay
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| We need to get our priorities in line, or be a grandparent
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| Before you realize we was running out of time the whole time
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| Hoping my thug motherfuckers know
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| This be the realest shit I never wrote
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| Up in my studio getting blowed
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| To the illest shit I ever spoke
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| Hoping my thug motherfuckers know
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| This be the realest shit I never wrote
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| Up in my studio getting blowed
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| To the illest shit I ever spoke |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Never Wrote , by - Z-Ro. Song from the album Legendary, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп