ro – i found me lyrics – z

(feat. trae)

man f*ck y’all..

[z-ro]
n*gg* f*ck all y’all
f*ck all these n*gg*z, and f*ck all these hoes
if i needed a ride, i called on n*gg*z
if i wanted some *ss, i called on hoes
but not no mo’ though, i get around in a tinted out fo’ do’
and ain’t got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang
don’t f*ck with ro hoe, i done lost all of my love
razor blade to the wrist, d*mn near lost all of my blood
this is to all my thugs, f*ck ya’ll n*gg*z
y’all just come around, cause i got them drugs
when all my drugs gone, n*gg* all my thugs gone
and i’m scared to eat, the last of the bread and the b*tter
because after that, all the god d*mn bud gone
i’m a mo’f*cking struggler, i wish i was a bubbler
mama said that, it would it be days like this
but not a life like this, so i take a knife like this and slice like this
take life like this, f*ck around and i take my own life like this
or click me a b*tch n*gg*, in the windpipe like this
that’s right b*tch, i’m a ignant son of a b*tch
and i do click quick, it might be halves and zones
to break a n*gg* bones, but never be stones and sticks
i ain’t the sh*t b*tch, i’m the motherf*cking commode
and f*ck everybody that ain’t z-ro, that’s on my soul
finally, i found me

[hook x2]
man f*ck, finally i found me
man f*ck you hoes, i found me

[z-ro]
i use to be a cool cat
now a victim of the blues cat
i got tired of motherf*ckers, taking a n*gg* for granted
all i got is my mind, i can’t lose that
i’ma use that, even though a n*gg* mind gone
it ain’t lost, cause i know where it’s at
just on another level than boys, around here
for the paper stack, cause i’ma go where it’s at
i sound like a (big n*gg*), but i’m a (lil n*gg*)
d*mn though, some of y’all try to bo’gaurd
p*ss a n*gg* off and get that *ss caught, late night
on the backstreets, hollin’ oh lord
it ain’t no mercy, i still wanna see you bleed
because, i don’t give a d*mn no more
n*gg*z see 3d-2, and but hollin’ out f*ck you hoes
finally, i found me

[trae]
it’s still guerilla maab, and ain’t a d*mn thang changed
i just peeped the game, and these n*gg*z be shife
over the years, i seen a lot of n*gg*z turn fake
riding thick on the cool, and then i have to erase
you see me and the maab, done learned without a thang
man most of these n*gg*z, be around for the fame
it ain’t no more love, therefor if you ain’t kin
and if you get up in mine, you gon meet your end
i’m one of a kind, i think you better check yourself
and it don’t mean a d*mn thang, if i shake your hand
if i ain’t too enthused, and i got on a mean mask
you better stay on note, cause i’ll beat your *ss
it’s guerilla maab this, and guerilla maab that
i think you better get back, and shut the f*ck up
for you straight step off, and get f*cked up
n*gg* trae and dougie d and z-ro, take nuts
so don’t come around now b*tch
when you showed everybody, all kinds of love
and i ain’t got none left, didn’t n*body wanna care
how we thug, that’s why i’m fin to be alone till i meet my death
everybody we was cool with, f*ck you too
and everybody who was hating us, f*ck you too
it just took a little time, for me to find myself
and that’s why we getting rich off ourself

[hook x2]

[z-ro]
better watch your back, and identify yourself
n*gg* one mo’ step, and i’ma c*ck back every weapon
i pack, f*ck around and fr-fry yourself
a punk *ss patty melt, no remorses gon be felt
when i be dealing, with a less than g individual
nothing but a ak shot, is gon be felt
i never did trust no b*tch, and i don’t trust no n*gg*
f*ck all of my *ssociates, but in a life of a life
this motherf*cker like me, you get what you suppose to get
p*ssy in the middle of the fo’head, i wanna see my foes dead
and i smoke, one of these old busted up *ss hoes
old trailer trash *ss hoes, i live life one deep
and i don’t speak to the nankeen no mo’, n*gg* they know
coming around my neck of the woods, is a no-no
cause i got a 4-4, lay low please
everytime i open my mouth, mo’f*ckers would never believe
that’s why a n*gg* trip a lil bit, with a razor blade
and the reason, i wear long sleeves
y’all can’t help me, i don’t want your help
i just want some, leave me alone
i don’t wanna go to the club, i’m cool in the streets
b*tch, just leave me to roam
don’t call my cell phone, give folk don’t give a d*mn
if i get one in my dome, f*ck you dealing
y’all don’t understand my zone, finally i found me

[hook x4]

[talking]
this ridgemont 4 forever, z-ro
the motherf*cking crooked, know i’m saying
i ain’t having that riff-raff man, i don’t buy wolf tickets
you know i’m saying, so send the hoes to another
n*gg*, you feel me, it’s 2k1 b*tch, forever
screwed up click, my n*gg*z ain’t going nowhere
still chopping with double d n*gg*, tap tap

/ z lyrics