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thug life - z-ro lyrics

[al pacino in scarface]
you’re all a bunch of f-cking -ssholes, you know why
you don’t have the guts, to be what you wanna be
you need people like me, so you can point your f-cking fingers
and say that’s the bad guy, well say goodnight to the bad guy

[z-ro]
think that i would die, n-gg- never will i fall off
approach me if you feeling lucky, be the next to get hauled off
my att-tude, be switching like a stick shift
better beware my fury military minded, i’ve become so sick b-tch
sit, is what i tell my pit
automatic fully loaded b-tch, make him comfortable when i sell my sh-t
i’m all alone, cause i don’t know who to trust
but give me a choice between real and fake, i’m gon know who to bust
but if they bust me i ain’t tripping, i know my death is coming
i’m ready to creep the grim reaper, it ain’t no sense in running
now n-gg-z know that i’m everlasting, forever blasting my enemies
f-ck having a vision, of a motherf-cker killing me
i’m presidential, a motherf-cking bad actor
trying to hog up everything, like a jacker
f-ck stay in the fed, i roll one deep with my infrarizzed
leaving a bald spot, in a z-ro hater’s head

[chorus:]
i live the thug life, b-tch on the cut i’m all alone
i’m socializing with the b-tches, never bringing em home
i live the thug life, a soldier with a gun late at night
everybody bring me they soft, because i bake it right
i live the thug life, b-tch all this moving get you shot
i been known to help n-gg-z make it, to they burial plot
i live the thug life, better believe me
i bet i be on that doja, everytime you see me

[al pacino in scarface]
you’re not good, you just know how to hide
and lie, me i don’t have that problem
me, i always tell the truth even when i lie

[d-capo]
since an adolescent, i been on the grind on the mash
and a mill’ with that, with slugs to your -ss
trying to get five thousand, bennjy franks in the stash
double it up, i got a mill on they -ss
call me capeezy, mr. get it fast
it be cheesy, deuce better ‘fore they crash
i’m thug life baby, i ain’t gotta wear a mask
just run up in your do’, and hit you like the task
i’m g’d up, p-r, have you touched in a flash
presidential crestmob, capo mind ten
with quadruple grands, cause the 16’s hot
elevn hundred grams, when the 16’s drop
i’m posted to the block, some’ing like a cell block
thet cops yeah they watch, but i gotta sell out
cause h-ll on my son, gotta get him what he need
so i’m hustler extroardinaire, thug life g

[viscious]
you can catch us in a houptie fo’ deep, we all broke dog
-ss out got the blues, so we smoke dog
wish i had a nine pack, but i got a nine millimeter
desert eagle, you know it ain’t legal
i meditate the evil thoughts, i’m bout to start some’ing
first i feel a head rush, then i feel my heart pump
go and get it, gotta have it where it’s at n-gg-
get down on the ground, get flat n-gg-
f-ck tomorrow it ain’t promised, it’s some cr-p sh-t
n-gg-z trap you, b-tches will strike you
n-gg-z die young die dumb, never learn
you can’t run, when it’s your motherf-cking turn
i been praying for a way to stay out, escape these streets
will i survive, how will i eat
so i keep waking up, wishing for a out
gotta find a new life, find another route whoo

[al pacino in scarface]
make way for the bad guy, there’s a bad guy coming through
better make way

- z ro lyrics

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