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Z Ro What S My Name

this rugged penitentiary You know me, Bridgemont 4 I represent whatever real I couldn't be a hoe What's my name (Z-Ro), what's my name (Z-Ro), Z-Ro [Z-Ro

this rugged penitentiary You know me, Bridgemont 4 I represent whatever real I couldn't be a hoe What's my name (Z-Ro), what's my name (Z-Ro), Z-Ro [Z-Ro

hole in yo head but I can tell you didn't excel what them hoes done said starrin at my neck and my wrist 'cause my shit is frozen red and I look like

bein helpless it's a part of payin dues On an everyday mission tryin to collect 5's and 10's So many worries I promise my bones show right through my

my mind (mind-mind) I'm here to collect my pennies, my nickels and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes) And ain't nobody gonna block out my shine (shine-shine) [Z-Ro

's, cause I'm straight out of no cash A broke motherfucker, named Z-Ro That was a long time ago, because now I got some c-notes I'ma waste my time in

for me Give my eyes to Stevie Wonder, just to see what he's seen But then I'd take 'em right back, to see Martin Luther's dream I'd dream that I could

of my ends I'm moving slow, turning everybody head So you know I'm thoed, I'm fin to pop my do's On glass 4's fin to pop my trunk, with a lot of glow

clones Southern playas let's get in my H-town lac Got me crawling slow like my fo's on flat Ridin' through the city with my trunk on crack While I'm