(*talking*) 2000, Z-Ro, Z-Ro the motherfucking Don Y'all know me, talking about this shife ass life that we live Brothers killing brothers, sisters killing
翻訳: Z - Roの. 本当のniggazは.
where I'm from ain't no positive roles Just niggaz and hoes Send me a sign Just to let a nigga know that he been on ya mind Mmmmmm... [Z-Ro] Hmm
fuck death Cause I ain't scared, bitch I'm ready to fly But until I go I'ma murk niggaz and get my fetti right now [Chorus 2X: Z-Ro] I'm a soldier
said it, in the old school Some niggaz they be red, but Z-Ro blue I come around your corner but I ain't set tripping But I will, wet niggaz and wet women
and a half, of leave me alone Coming at me your members too nervous, to come see me alone Where the real niggaz at, where the real niggaz at Cause
got the diamonds in my mouth [Z-Ro] Hold up a minute, I'm the King of the Ghetto Holding the rap game, like wood grain can't let go You niggaz'll
[Hook - 2x] You niggaz ain't real, you niggaz ain't real You niggaz ain't real, that's real [Big Tuck] You niggaz ain't real, real niggaz know that We
a couple of bitch niggaz that would love to see me dead And they can't stand the fact that Joseph McVey is backed up by bread Holla [Chorus] [Z-Ro
excitin and start niggaz to drinkin and fightin You niggaz be bitin, Xzibit steady lighten it up I suggest you show some progress and tighten it up You see how many niggaz
talkin, then stop callin [Verse 3 - Chamillionaire - imitating Z-Ro] Try me just one time, I show you the proof I got a bunch of Reggie Miller niggaz
is waiting for Controversy to sail Most of the rest of the real niggaz locked and ain't made bail Pimp, Z-Ro, 50/50 locked up behind jail 'Cause of snitch figga ass niggaz
peace, everybody respect the streets Everybody'll shine from the neck and teeth Gotta give me the S.P.C., Trae and Dougie D Free that nigga Z-Ro and
the peace, everybody respect the streets Everybody'll shine, from the neck and teeth Gotta give me the S.P.C., Trae and Dougie D Free that nigga Z-Ro
motherfuckers) Where the gang bangers hang The L dot A dot Crenshaw Boulevard Where I write rhymes, so hard niggaz swap my tradin' cards 'Cause my Cali niggaz feel this realness
Bass I'm from the crew that sets it off by sprayin' beer in your face So the ninety-four to them for my niggaz that remember Means I'm steppin' to the
