m cooking up something major, wait till they get a load of it [Hook:] Struggling, to change Trying to find, an exit out of the game Looking for a better way, to make change
Traduction: Z-Ro. Luttent pour changer.
people change Witnessing nothing but better days, and [Hook] [Z-Ro:] Now when I say no more pain, let me explain Cause God will certainly, fence to happy that can't be changed
(feat. Mussilini) [talking:] Gangstas G's, (gangstas) This for my gangstas, my gangstas For my gangstas, my G's This for my gangstas [Z-Ro:] Hell naw
[Chorus: Z-Ro singing] Help me please I'm blinded by my tears and I just cain't see So many devils tryin to recycle my soul Cause in the ghetto where
(*talking*) Yeah, let me count that up right there Real shit, know I mean, you know I mean, what's up Z-Ro Yeah, this a real one, inhale that shit nigga
Z-Ro don't wanna go to the county jail no mo' But I know, you don't wanna be doing that It's either that or the graveyard Ro, because I'm a killa And
way off people, feel me Yeah, this how it go, fa sho [Z-Ro] Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, fo' I'ma come down, it's your partna Z-Ro Never been
(Billy Cook) Z-Ro, Keke and Billy Cook Yeah oh yeah [Z-Ro] Steady dropping album after album, song after song I should of stayed up on the corner moving
Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Even with God in my life, it's still hard in my life Motherfuckers call it so close, to be fraud in my life And I can't understand, Z-Ro
[Z-Ro] So much struggle and pain, I'm stuck in the game Can somebody, help me please I'm so sick of motherfuckers, steady capping up in my face Cause
[Z-Ro] No more letters to the President, this one is to Jehovah What was born into the world as a Christian, now becomes a soldier I'm pimping a pen from
s why I'm thugging cause life is a bitch, and then a nigga die I rap about the struggle, cause balling is foreign to me Z-Ro be t-shirt and Dickies, ain
essay is cocked strong, giving you something To ride and get high to, I'm chilling in the studio With H-Town's finest a nigga they call Z-Ro So go on
(*talking*) Z-Ro the Crooked, 2K motherfucking 1 This for all my motherfucking block bleeders Fuck 9 to 5, know I'm saying I'm talking to the niggas that
face bills Three story pad, in Beverly Hills So much ice, you get the chills In the studio, I shred the reals [Z-Ro] Man no more struggling we bubbling
