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Is a Playa

Z-Ro

Guerilla Maab Resurrected

2012

stop
Sideways in the drop, pour lean like bar
I must confess I's a G by far, Lil' ole Trae, riding blue over gray
While swinging wild like my name Roy

change for nun
When I pull up you hear it rumble then I jump out stunting
Dark skin thick and bad yea that's my baby mama
And I can't toat it so she got it

brands
I am the man
Take care of the fam
I will not stop
Take em to the top
Mama tears yea will never drop
Not gifted yea but ima work hard
House in

than McFlurry machines
To get them likes UP...she gotta drop it down low
Big Mac’s holding stacks of that cheese to drown hoes
Throw that onion back

and made a killing
(On my mama)
I'm in Gucci, all this Louis, they offended 
(They offended)
Gettin' top in broad day, this shit tinted
(They can't see us)

Niggas think they down one clip'll lift they spirits
Grinding all night to get the dollars up
Tell me is it possible for me to be tired of insomnia?
Cob

And slip my dickhead in
Yeah
Bumping Dipset and Jeezy that straight drop
Used to shop at Ross by selling Blockbusters at GameStop
Avoiding bill collectors

are my curse
You are the worst
First off you my curse
Bring me down to the dirt
When I’d never leave you by the curb
Different amount of effort you

with, we shake them niggaz down from face to feet
Matta fact, make sure they ain't got a piece to play with me
Imma hit you with a hook you never seen

shoot
Said I would dumb down on my bars, that is not the truth
Long as my flow and skill is what you boppin' to
Then I'm a blow still, like Pac in Juice

Ohh yeah
Ayy, ayy ohh yeah
Oh yeah
Drop

I done came down
Had show up
(Had to show up)
All these people actin' like they know Us
(Like they know)
Got

and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin'
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's

gon wish you was still living
Getting racks by the pound
She the one I found
Yea I got real feelings
But ima real villain
Mama knew I was great
When I

on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin'
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words

was a pick me
Till I realized she just match my fly brown sugar Sidney
Fogging the windows in car washes by 7 eleven
Elevate her drop her on top to 7th

you're a liar isn't fire
Any shit he drop?
Automatically, that shit a master, Peace
That's why its deuces to the only two
Two of them you half to see
Dr.

I'm tryna turn my life around
They say that I've been livin' fast but now I'm tryna slow it down
Feel like I should drop the song and get the fuck out

Boss Hogg Outlawz

Slim Thug

Boyz-N-Blue

2004

I'm shutting down the spot, close the curtain show's over
We bout to drop it, try to stop and pull me over
But I keep mashing, speeding through

gave my soul up I seen the devil I made peace and ease
I went it to war and back I love you mama, ill be okay with me
If I die there please don't cry I

Incarcerated by opinions
I just want to swim but I see bodies in the rivers
As I look at my reflection, a sad excuse for perfection
A fighting fool in

turned his back
I ended up in a state pen
Yell No Starvin cause that's what I'm living by
Don't try me, shots out the car when its driven by
Sometimes I

his face
And you can try to get off on me, but I promise you gon' die

And if you disrespect my niggas, know I'm slidin' by the God
We smokin' off,

An pass ha to the bros
Type of nigga I pull by myself
An shoot up the whole scene
You can't diss me Ina Song
Them broz don't play bout me
Posted in Santo

to the walls lately
Thinking been off lately
Im living on a prayer
I'm living a prayer yeah

I'm my mama oldest son so I'm not no one lil bro
If a nigga