(*talking*) Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up The ghetto motherfucking alarm clock Wake up nigga [Z-Ro] Lord forgive us for sinning, give us this day
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SPM, S.U.C) [Al-D (Z-Ro): talking] Screw (what's the deal my nigga) Man, King Screw, dedicate this to you my nigga We love you forever boy (straight up
the crew that's flowin like Likwit [Verse Two: J-Ro] Every night I pray to god please, no more wack MC's I catch a few z's, wake up and bust these I
undefeated Music hit like Dawkins, you hear tha trunk beatin Playin it so loud, wake up everybody sleepin Yeah, them boys hate cause we comin up quick Wishin i was locked up
AR-15 to spray y'all guys You die (you die) goodbye (goodbye) [Chorus] [Jay-Z] From New York to Chi, we blow like hy-dro Blow out live shows without py-ro
to spray y'all guys You die (you die) goodbye (goodbye) [Chorus] [Jay-Z] From New York to Chi, we blow like hy-dro Blow out live shows without py-ro
when I pass by the laws, I gotta switch up my speed Cause my spider on the highway, doing 153 [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Every morning I wake up, and give
when I pass by the laws, I gotta switch up my speed Cause my spider on the highway, doing 153 [Hook x2] [Z-Ro] Every morning I wake up, and give my
in this bitch, I hope you have a wonderful evening bitch [Hook] [Z-Ro] When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I do is roll me up one And prepare
(feat. Z-Ro, Bleeda) [talking] Chow time, chow time Everybody line up for chow, chow time Line up for chow, line up for chow [Hook x2: Z-Ro & (Lil'
time don't let your time do you [Chorus: Pimp C] To my nigga Pharoah stay up homie To my nigga Z-Ro stay up homie If you locked in a box keep makin'
was six years old "Momma what's wrong, wake up, wake up! Why yo' forehead hot and yo' hands so cold?" "Who all these people up in our room? Auntie tell
high indeed, with no sticks, no seeds, just some indo leaves, now breathe... [Chorus: x2] Deven the Dude- I wake up in the mornin... pour up a cup of
killed) [Z-Ro] I wake up early in the evening, roll myself a cigarillo We talk to my Guerilla Maab, niggas'll roll solo All these other rap niggas, act so PH-banish Straight up