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letra de women men - z-ro

[hook]
women men
women, women, women, women men
women men
women, women, women, women men
i’m gon’ lose my mind dear lord
cause mama dorothy can’t cry no more
have mercy on my soul
for not having mercy on my foes

[verse 1]
if success is a 10 foot wall, they give you a 5 foot ladder
n-ggas wishing death on me, hoping i lose my bladder
or my pockets on malnutrition but they keep getting fatter
that’s why they mad at me but actually, i never been no rapper
the f-ck is a royalty check? j gave a couple advances
but to pay bills i was taking penitentiary chances
he wanted to borrow money but i ain’t give it to him
so now he like, when we see z-ro, let’s run up on him and give it to him, sh-t
i wish a motherf-cker would
kidnap you, k!ll you, drop you off in the motherf-cking woods
you talentless, i can’t help that i’m this motherf-cking good
you regular weed to a kush smoker, not that motherf-cking good
f-ck feeding these n-ggas fish, i’d rather show’ em how to catch they own
and that’s when they get mad, where they at now? i guess they gone
hate that i’m here for a real reason
but no offence to no broke b-tch, i’m on my seventeenth season

[verse 2]
first off, f-ck the world, when the sh-t gon’ change?
soutside where we ride, hoover crippin mane
f-cking right i’m a player but never touched your wife
really tryna do you a favour, don’t f-ck up your life
got n-ggas watching me like they undercovers and spies
and i can tell which ones cause they can’t look me in my eyes
wonder why you ain’t heard from them and they can’t be found
i betcha you can find ’em if you look in the ground
b-tch i know you, you rap about the sh-t you ain’t go through
always telling people you did sh-t you saw ro do
i’m a gangster, capital murder, that’s what i am
you’s a state jail felony, less than a gram

[verse 3]
my brotha you on facebook all the time liking brother fights
you a modern day slave, no f-cks given about your brother’s life
you’d rather see us k!ll each other, won’t even stand up for your brother rights
ole ku klux klan -ss with a tan -ss n-gga
always beggin everybody for money when you ain’t got none
be actin like you don’t know n0body when you got some
i don’t owe you nothing cuz you just came home
like yo name be on the same check that my name on
matter fact, i ain’t get sh-t from y’all when i came home
they be like “ro, i ain’t no rapper tho, my change ain’t long”
i could save these n-ggas lives but they still would complain
“appreciate ya, but what took so motherf-ckin long mane?”
then they wonder why my att-tude is f-ck ’em all
if i’m real and y’all fake, that mean it ain’t nothing we can discuss at all
i didn’t hear about it i was right there when that man got down
shouldn’t have been havin’ so many conversations downtown

- z ro

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