[Z-Ro:]
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Uh oh, y'all muthafuckers done fucked up now.
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Man, Z-Ro the crooked, muthafuckin' Mo' City Don.
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Yeah, nigga I done hooked up with Rap-A-Lot.
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You know what I'm sayin'? I know y'all don't like that.
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But fuck y'all though, feel me.
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[Z-Ro:]
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From mansions to Hummers & the Bentley I want it all
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Like every other nigga that's 26 I wanna ball
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That's why I get up off my rump & I go & get it
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So when my pockets lookin' low, time to pay the suburb a visit
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I can't see myself at the bottom of the food chain
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When a nigga hungry & broke I go through some mood swings
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Lay it down muthafucker I got kids to feed
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I was on the block when it moved slow, all Z-Ro needed was speed.
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Do I suffer from greed? I gotta get some cash quick
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'Cause I look back on my life, a nigga ain't never had shit
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50 packin' get me through the night, 150 was my profit
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I gotta room, shit y'all but them J's done kept on choppin'
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Quarter ounces on some big O's, keepin' fiends geekin' & stuffin' weed sacks like pillows
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I eat on the block & sleep on the block, then I retreat on the block
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Burnin' out of town it's for birds about the piece on my block.
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[Z-Ro:]
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Caught up in this game of chasin' dough
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I'm not mama's little boy no more
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Anytime you see me in public I'm On My Grind
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I'm out here starvin' I'm just tryin' to get fed
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So I gotta get up & go get this bread
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And I wants to be a millionaire about to lose my mind.
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[Z-Ro:]
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Catch me if you can is my vision of me screamin'
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So I chase 'em like the law until my jewelry is gleamin'...
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[brake]
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[scratches into next song on the album]
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On My Grind
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| Z-Ro |
