Z.RO

Real

Z.RO


[Hook - 2x] 
Come with me, ain't nothing changed I'm the same old G 
Seem like it's my to shine, like the diamond cut in my grill 
La da da da da, I'm real 

[Z-Ro] 
You can catch me flipping, and sipping and smoking 
Up in the turning lane, with the doors wide open 
We serious bout our habits, we never be choking 
Catch us chain smoking, and violently choking 
Why don't you wanna light up the blunt, that's in your hand 
I'll pat ya with the 4-4, that is for sure man 
Ain't no more breaking a leaf, ain't nothing but that dro man 
Mess around and get too tipsey, you'll be on the floor man 
Popping up, until I feel about as strong as four man 
We don't smoke rocks but they are over our hand 
Remember back in the day, I use to be a poor man 
Now I'm gifted and sipping daily, with jewelry frozen 

[Hook - 2x] 

[Lil' O] 
Uh, they say I'm acting funny, they saying O's strange 
They saying no don't come around, nigga O's changed 
Man O tripping man what's going down in O's brain 
Talking down on me, them niggas still ain't having no change 
See I don't really talk it, I just live it 
I don't say I'm gonna, I just get it 
Give a playa the ball, he 'pose to run with it 
But these niggas rapping gossip, like some dumb bitches 
Like how he get that Benz, how he get that dough 
Yeah I got some bread, but wanna get some more 
See I went from grinding, all in front the liqour store 
To a made man, I'm top knotch nigga role 
And you could do it too, this should inspire you 
To get ya change, get out the game and retire fool 
Before these streets fuck around, and retire you 
You saying O ain't real, you a liar fool 

[Hook - 2x] 

[Kevo] 
Mama say she hate game, but can't avoid mine 
She know Vo' ain't giving shit to a hoe, but hard dick and hard times 
I'm the homicidal Hitchcock 
A sex addict and a weed fanatic, so tell me how could shit stop 
Cause I'm real, ask Ro' I ask hoe how I spill 
I spit rocks at my grill that's worth a mill, yeah a million bucks 
My mouth piece armed with invisible sets and trillion cuts 
This boy throwed, I thought they told you nigga Presidential code 
You can see it, when I'm hauling in my load 
My Escalade, all work no play 
23 screens and eight 15's, that's tucked away 
So you can, keep watching me and 
I'ma pop this E man, after ecstasy the desert eagle 
Followed up with a solo performance, from my HK to all ya people bitches 

[Hook - 2x]