[Z-Ro]
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Dubya-dubya-dubya-dot, fuckallayall dot com
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Run up if you want to nigga
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[Intro: Z-Ro harmonizing]
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Blues ain't the way that I lose
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How I get gray hair
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Take a bruisin the way I been bruised
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And you'll see why I don't care
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Respect my mind - cause I'll kill you nigga
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Bitch I'll kill you niggaz, you better
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Respect my mind - cause I'll kill you niggaz
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Cause I will kill you nigga
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Cause I don't wanna feel
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Someone else's weapon... so
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[Chorus: Z-Ro]
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I load my AK, don't think I won't spray
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You bitch niggaz gon' lay, you won't catch me runnin
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When - I load my AK, don't think I won't spray
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You bitch niggaz gon' lay, you won't catch me runnin
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When...
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[Z-Ro]
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I become a soldier when it's war time
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That's all I really know cause all I've had are hard times
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And ain't nobody bendin down with me, I'm on my own
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Duckin and dodgin infrareds aimin for my dome
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I got enemies in every state, city and hood
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Plus my relationship with my friends ain't no good
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Therefore I roll with Katie cause she's a bad bitch
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One squeeze ten motherfuckers bleed and need a casket
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No need to reload, I promise I'ma drop 'em all
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Screamin "Remember me?" as motherfuckers stop and fall
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Ain't no remorse, ain't no love in my life cycle
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Cause when your family out to get you it be twice as vital
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I'm not tryin to be a statistic of a thug war
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Call me ridiculous but I won't hesitate to slug for it
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That's on my momma trust, nobody but friends to my kin
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For the slightest disrespect I'ma commit another sin
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When I...
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[Chorus 1/2]
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[Z-Ro]
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Tragedies happen in my world everytime I breathe
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So I'm paranoid and trigger happy until I leave
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I got a 357, a 45, and a gauge
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But Ms. Katie put mo' motherfuckers on the front page
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If I gotta pull a trigger I'ma shoot to kill
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Not tryin to hurt ya, I'ma try to leave you stiff as steel
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Cause I ain't tryin to watch my back when I'm out in public
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So when I blast that's yo' ass you went out and dusted
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But I'm not tryin to send the wrong message to the kids
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I'm just sayin even if you young they'll stil split ya wig
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And I'd be wrong if I told you to let a nigga do ya
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I practice what I preach and ride with much more then a Ruger
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I guess the Lord'll deal with me at the end of time
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I'm not a killer but motherfuckers gon' respect my mind
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That's on my mama trust, nobody but friends to my kin
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For the slightest disrespect I'll put ya spirit in the wind
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When I...
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[Chorus 1/2]
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[Intro]
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[Chorus]
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Respect My Mind (Load My Ak)
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| Z-Ro |
