Z-Ro - And 2 My G’s Lyrics
[Z-Ro]One of my partnas have been shotAnd all that's going through my mindIs he dead or alive, when I'm pacing the flo'And looking around 4-5Thinking of the worst, but nobody would tell me the dramaBut the silence is killing me, checking on his familySaying a prayer for him and his mamaCome through sit at his bedside, and ease his painRelieve my tension, I'm flinching when they mention nameBig D, come G, I don't want you to dieRemember when we use to dipIn your day-day Coupe and get highRemember, when you use to think I was crazy and wouldn't chill with meYou come to get me up the flip, and smoke some kill with meI really appreciate the love that was shownI'ma keep the faith and never leave you aloneYou can depend on me, got down on my kneesAnd I prayed, until you recoveredThen jumped your big ass, right back off in the gameBecause there's money to be made, and I won't knock youJust watch yourself when you in them streetsAnd keep your heater, under your seat when you creep[Hook x4]And to my G'sDon't worry bout a damn thang[Z-Ro]You use to call me G.I., but to me you was s soldier indeedEven though you dodged the cops daily, you would hit my crib up with weedFreestyling to beats, and smoking on fire sweet and parlayYou should of got a purple heart, for living in a war everydayIf he's really a friend, you would turn him inThat's what the laws would tell usAnd fellas would talk about turning you inHow could your hood be so jealousAnd ready to give out the location, of a G on the moveSomebody tell me, is your partna's freedom worth some money to youBut I know he's in the county jail stressed, ***** stabbing you in your backCause they smile up in your face, and stab you in your chestAnd its kinda hard, to receive the swishas they pass meWhen I feel I got to watch the people, they call his still familyMust a song be coming, cause it happened the way you said it would unfoldMy name is Grady, and they watch me like the Super BowlNow that your not around, I'ma still put it down the way you told me to doAnd when I go gold its dedicated to you, and to my G's[Hook x4]I'm still trying to figure out what happenedOne minute you here, then the next you was goneJust think quick, I lost my niggaVictimized to the game, and we still mournBut nigga hold on, cause I know its living lifeTrapped in this cell, trying to ease the painBut it still remains, every time I put you in jailAnd its hard to accept the fact, that you a cellmate my niggaPo' out some liquor, and sho' wish was here to light, up this swishaAnd I'll never forget the advice you gave me bout life, cause you were rightDon't shake them dikes, cause the rules apply, ain't always preciseI'm paying a price, my freedom been taken awayAnd they threw away the key, trapped in miseryCause suffering forced me to run these streets so desperatelyAnd to my G's watch your back, cause it ain't no love in these streetsIt seems like each day, there's a different way, to fall victim to defeatCause if you real with your boy, it don't hurt to see him fall offWhen a forty get low point to the curb, just letting you know you thought ofNo matter what when you get out, thangs'll still be the sameBut until then hold on nigga, and don't worry bout a damn thang[Hook x4][Z-Ro]This world is not my home, I'm just a passing throughMy treasures are laid out, somewhere beyond the blueThe angels beckon me, from Heaven's open doorsAnd a nigga can't feel at home in the this world no mo'Feel at home in this world no mo'
