[Talking]
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Yeah nigga, Z-Ro the Crooked
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Hollin' at all my real niggaz out here, that's handling they bidness
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Know I'm saying, being that motherfucking man they 'pose to be
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Guide they seeds in the right direction, know I'm saying
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Real nigga grown ass men, know I'm saying feel me
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Black and beautiful, but I can't have her
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Anytime the queen smile, it make me wanna grab her
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But I'm a loner, destined to be alone a long time
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Anytime I get courage enough to say something, it's at the wrong time
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I ain't shy but I'm a bad seed, back luck with women
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Mama died, after she had me
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Left me alone had to be strong, dealing with the truth and the lies
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Witnessed the whole family turn on me, in front of my eyes
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For being real, so I wonder what the fake got to offer
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I let her catch me slipping, cause I already caught her
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Breaking the bond, but you were never locked down
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I should of listened, when people say she was sleeping around
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But I wasn't fooling evil, that stuff going the wrong way
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Was the deception, blinded by a beautiful face
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The aftermath is simple, it's I can't stand you hoe
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By myself forever, me and my bitch nigga the dro
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[Hook]
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When a good nigga'z fed up
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And everything go wrong, and home ain't feeling like home
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Feel like it's impossbile, to hold your head up
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Even though you be doing right, they do you like you do wrong
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Why they be fucking with a thug nigga, why you fucking with a thug nigga
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Fucking with a thug nigga, why you fucking with a thug nigga
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Fucking with a thug nigga, fucking with a thug nigga
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Fucking with a thug nigga, bitch you gon' make me out a drug dealer
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I was, damn near about to lose my mind
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And hoe ass niggaz, trying to keep me from shining
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I get hated on, all day long
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Why the fuck I gotta get hated, when I get home
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I'm trying to stay on my grind
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All that riff-raff, I can't let it stay on my mind
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I got the rent and the bills to deal with, and you be tripping and shit
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So why wonder why I'm addicted to dro, and sipping and shit
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Because I go through so much
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So I try to stay fucked up, because
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I get my hustle on daily, so your children can eat
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Without getting myself a new unit, or shoes for my feet
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[Hook]
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The diapers the rent deposit, the light bill
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The way I made it warm, when there was a slight chill
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I was everythang, at least I thought I was mayn
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Until my better half, said she wasn't feeling the same
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She needed a change, and made a nigga pack up and leave
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After that calling me everyday, saying she was checking on me
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How the fuck you think I'm doing, I'm living on the street
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Sleeping in the front, with all my clothes in the backseat
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Moved back in to get kicked out, and moved back in
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The only thing that stayed stable, was the money that I had to spend
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Seventy five, on the room a night
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This is the way brothers get treated, for doing em right
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Ask my brother, he be going through it with his baby's mother
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But that's what a nigga get, for trying to love a motherfucker
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Never again, will I put my arms around a bitch
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It's sunny in my life now, I hope it storm around a bitch
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[Hook]
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Thug Nigga
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| Z-Ro |
