Z-ro - Trill n***az Don't Die lyrics
(*talking*) I pack that nine everytime, and I ain't trying dying p**y n***a, I pack that nine everytime and I ain't trying dying [Hook - 4x] I just wanna celebrate Cause trill n***as don't die [Pimp C] p**y n***a, thinking you gon k** me I got some'ing for your a**, n***a you gon feel me I'mma blow you out the water, with the 2-23 Putting dick up in your daughter, rap is over I serve some cheese n***a talking bout, robbing Chad Run up on me with that first, will leave you stinking in the gra** If you Catholic go to ma**, if you Baptist go to church See a ho up in a n***a, gon pull up a skirt That'll be, some incredible sh** n***as scheming on my bezel, on some devilish sh** I been to hell and back, on another level you b**h Go on try it I'm going live, they gon need a shovel for you b**h [Hook - 4x] [Z-Ro] I been stabbed I been shot, went from no fans to being hot But somehow always fall short, for trying to keep fiddles in my pot In a dog eat dog world, y'all fellas be chasing girls When I place myself in history, too hot for a ladder to catch me But I can't help but to notice, I'm one of the coldest And I know y'all haters love when I'm locked up, but I won't lose focus Yeah I wrote this counting down, how many days I got So lately my gun ain't been hid, it's been displayed a lot My attitude is f**ed up, I don't give a f** cause I just don't give one Thinking bout living a life where everything you do right is wrong, mo'f**er I live one I know n***as wanna k** me, but I'm still riding pride Cause the Lord riding with me, and that's the main reason why [Hook - 4x] [Pimp C] Some n***as win, and some n***as lose Some n***as getting bruised, some always crying to blues Some n***as already lost, and ain't gon lose no mo' Big shoes ho choose, ain't paying dues no mo' Everything y'all trying to do, I built a school ho Now it's fly to talk country, I made the rules ho I was sagging in my khaki's, 'fore Dickies cool Gangsta Nike's on my feet, our music banging in the streets The young B.G.'s, really love to thump f** radio and BET, I'm out here bumping in the trunk For the girls popping p**y, and the boys with the blow Cadillac'ers and flat-backers, I'm out here repping for it ho [Hook - 4x] [Bun B] Can't any man, boy or woman take away my soul It's a gift given from God, and I'm keeping a tight hold The world is ugly and cold, trying to make me the same But I'mma keep it one hundred, when it come to the game Tame attitude, they get the wolves to grouping up They laying boys down, they future they scooping up We keep it click tight, so when n***as start lurking In the dark heaters start, anybody start jerking Put my work in on the reg', the powder in the keg A dragging society, don't borrow don't beg For tomorrow so gon 'head with your pity, I'mma be cool Kindergardeners was looking up to me, in pre-school Down with Pimp C fool, and P-A-T the town Representing it to the fullest, till I'm gone I hold it down Bun Beater, would never sell you no lie So if you ask for the truth, I'mma reply to trill n***as don't die