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- Z-Ro - Bud Sack Lyrics
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- (*talking*)
- Shit let me see that light, (huh nigga)
- Is there any weed, (hold up nigga damn what's wrong with you nigga)
- Cause nigga, mayn I'm stressing like a mo'fucker
- (for what), I gotta turn myself in man
- (oh I forgot about that shit man fuck), but not today though
- (oh well shit fuck it, you all good then)
- [Z-Ro]
- I'm breaking, my bud sack down (bud sack down)
- And representing, H-Town (H-Town)
- My homies, are always down (always down)
- Whenever, I'm rolling round (rolling round)
- I keep my hand, on my strap (on my strap)
- I bet I blow back your nap, (your nap)
- I fuck you up brah, so quick (so quick)
- And all you haters, raise up off my dick (my dick)
- I'm repping, the Screwed Up Click (Up Click)
- Time to lace your shoes up bitch, (up bitch)
- I bet you won't fuck around, (around)
- Cause I'm the coldest nigga in my town, (my town)
- You can get your shit, and shoot-shoot all days up
- But I don't give a fuck, cause ain't nobody gonna touch me
- I bet you, I be standing in the end
- I gotta remain living, and counting Benjamins
- [Z-Ro]
- Do I fuck with laws naw, I don't fuck with Paul Wall
- And I'm riding in some'ing big enough, to get rid of all y'all
- Whenever I get to wrecking, I might keep my flow slow like
- Big ass momentary kush, and a codeine cup with no ice
- Flow nice with the pen and pad, and dangerous with that op top
- I'm also known to paint stains, that bang and make your house rock
- Make a mouth drop, whenever I'm seen bending a corner
- Put my shit in park and hop out, and just might take someone to the corner
- What's cracking that six cracking, that's what that do
- My body got tattoos, mainly cause my track blue
- Get a millnuver or ruger, from a Hoover as he maneuvers
- I run to ya as I do ya, your boxing game is straight manure
- Been the King of the Ghetto, since 1999
- I remain groove in my kingdom, with my nine right by my side
- I lay and wreck, your motherfucking chest at
- Get ready for this right here, I'm about to leave you breathless bang
- [Z-Ro]
- They say my attitude is grass, but that shit just make me laugh
- Now shut up before I pull out my piece, and plug you in your calve
- And if you ain't by yourself, I'll wipe out your whole staff
- And even a nickname for me, I'm still gon have the last laugh
- So fuck with me if you want, I'ma put you to bed
- And pretend I'm a pilgrim on Thanksgiving, and butcher your head
- This is a freestyle, cause it come from the top of my head
- Meanwhile there's a light shining, on top of my led
- You ask why, cause I'm trying to see with it
- And it don't matter where I'm at, whether private or public I'ma be with it
- So I hold down the hammer, and I let myself go
- Since my fingerprints ain't on the bullets, they'll never know it was Z-Ro
- That's right I sneak around, like a thief in the night
- Knuckle up with me, if you want you'll lose your teeth in a fight
- Cause I'm grown man, in a couple of months I'll be back home man
- Traveling the way a king suppose to travel, over grown man
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